Yesterday, I saw Alex’s arm….. “How did you get that mud on your arm?” He looked at it and had no clue. Then our 8-eight year old jumps up from the couch (in the middle of tearing through her 9th Mandie book in 6 days) and eager to get her nose out of her mystery series and right into a real-life mystery. She sprang at the opportunity to help!
Honestly, it didn’t take long to figure out what was going on……………..
Muddy footprints, muddy light switches, muddy sinks…… but no muddy kids. Until……
At that point we figured there wasn’t much point to stop the mayhem, err mess, and let them have at it. Here’s a few pictures of the aftermath:
Muddy sliding door, muddy handles, a muddied graffiti fence and another muddy child! See they found this muddy puddle under the fence and were digging like dogs and creating a beaver’s nest apparently with sticks and mud between the layers. It honestly lasted for hours, so I really don’t think I minded the mess (any mom of several kids probably knows what I am talking about)!
Oh the creativity. Oh the joys of summer! Oh the joys of messes from very active and curious 5 and 7 year olds!
This is a mess, not to mention what the showers looked like afterwards too - but fun was had by all (except mom ).