dirt

A little dirt never hurt.

My girls are off making fairy cakes, mud soup, and collecting rocks, pinecones and leaves. There is lots of dirt. Lots of laundry. Lots of dirty fingernails. Lots of fun. Lots of imagination. I wouldn't want it any other way.
Some of my favorite childhood memories playing at home are in my backyard. Playing in the tiny creek. Pretending to fish with a stick. Making damns, digging in the dirt. Walking through the 'jungle' down the creek.
So happy my girls get to make the same sort of memories.