The Stay at Home Mom Chronicles : Playing in the Mud

My days around here seem to run together.

Ordinary moments unfold around me daily

and I need to stop and relish in them.

One day, my boys will be out living life

and I will miss these everyday experiences.

So, I am taking the time to document

the simple moments that pass between us.

I'm calling this little collection of memories...

Playing in the mud.

After a rainy day, when the sun finally comes out,

I know a little boy that can't resist playing in the mud.

There's no stopping him once he sees it.

He just can't keep himself from digging his hands in the goop.

I say, why stop him? 

So into the mud he goes.

He loves all the squishing, 

throwing, smearing, exploring.
He could do it for hours on end.

            

 How could a mama not let him

get out there and get dirty?

Clothes can be washed 

and so can grubby little fingers.

I just strip him down to his skivvies

on the front porch 

when he's done

and toss him into a warm soapy bath

in the middle of the afternoon.

Somehow the whole thing feels very indulgent.

I know that we'll both look

back on these dirty afternoons of exploring fondly.