Featured On Mommytalk today, April, 2 2008I marvel in a day how much dirt my children can pick up. My vacuum cleaner lives in the front room. After lugging it upstairs and downstairs 3 times a day to the closet, its old home, I decided to save my back and a little time. Two against one is not good odds for a mommy, if I cleaned up after all their messes I would not get a moments rest. I have the deep desire to clone myself, one to clean the other to play with the kiddos, I would play of course.
One thing my husband and I agree on is to never hold are children back in fear they might get dirty or messy, to always let them explore. Everything can be cleaned with a little soap and water. I cannot tell you how many times at the park I hear “NO-NO Jr. you can’t get dirty.” To each there own but doesn’t going to the park imply dirt, they ultimately go hand and hand.
One time, after days of rain, I put Nolan’s rain boots on and we walked around for an hour splashing in puddles. We went down to the parks pond and watched the minnows swim upstream. It was a warm sunny day, Nolan was wet and had dirt rain splashes up and down his legs. He was truly a happy dirty boy. One mom on the way home told me how nice I was, she never would let her kids splash in puddles like that. Poor kids.
Raising a girl could get a little bit more tricky. I often dream of the perfect Shirley Temple curls with ribbons tied perfect. My Megan will never be that and that is fine with me. She will be the girl with the princess crown in her tangled hair wearing sparkle tight and rain boots digging for worms. More of a Ramona Quimby if you will.
Life is dirty. Do you walk around the puddle or just go through it. I love that kids can just walk through the water and dirt and have fun. I love my children’s free spirit, their ability to make a rainy day fun. I think I will get my rain boots on, leave the vacuum in the corner, jump in, and get a lil‘ dirty.
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sara sacks // April 5, 2008 at 1:53 pm |
I never worry about dirt. Dirt is a part of life, and you have to LIVE it! When my kids were young (they’re teenagers now), one of our favorite pasttimes was throwing rocks into the creek (on the muddy banks..). Or floating sticks down the road in the middle of a rainstorm….
Great article!!
Mel // April 5, 2008 at 5:37 pm |
I’m a dirty mom and proud of it!! We love to just live life the fullest and screw being clean!!! I think the picture of my daughter making Jello on my blog pretty much says this loud and clear!!!
Very Dirty Minds Like Dirty Moms in High Heels; the art of double entendres in a blog. « the lil’ mommy that could // April 13, 2008 at 11:33 am |
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