I seriously think it needs to stop raining here in Cincinnati. The backyard is a total mud pit. And of course my kids love playing in it.
Once again, they came in covered from head to toe. "Guys," I said. "Can you stay out of the mud?"
"But it's fun!"
Apparently all of the other neighborhood kids think it's fun, too. They showed up on my front porch with mud splattered up their legs.
I got out the dish washing bins. I filled those things up with water. Then I lined them up on the porch. "Okay, kids," I said. "Wash up!"
They did. And when they were done, I had eight bins of brown water.
Now for the dog...
If only we could be kids again.
ReplyDeleteYes. I wish I had more time to romp around in the mud!
DeleteThe spring is hard when you own dogs. I'd forgotten about kids!
ReplyDeleteYes, I have paw prints and shoe prints all over my kitchen floor. And I just washed it this morning!
DeleteMy son goes directly for the mud too. And dogs! Oh my!
ReplyDeleteBig mess!
DeleteThere must be something about the appeal of mud that we lose as adults.
ReplyDeleteHey, I haven't lost my mud appeal. I just don't like cleaning it!
Deletefollowing you.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteSometimes I long to be able to just go play in the mud again :-)
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