Tom recently had to replace one of the poles for our clothesline, and after the project we had a wheelbarrow full of dirt and gravel in our back yard.
And. Well, my kids would sleep out here if I’d let them.
David asked me if he could put water in the mud. This kid just spent a week in the country, so how could I say no?
If you’re ever around parents, one thing you’ll hear them say — I’m sure I’ve even said it before — is something like, “My kid eats off the floor, that’s why they never get sick.”
My kids have been sick a lot, but I try not to take offense to that sort of comment for two reasons. First, I know they were just making a general comment. They didn’t mean to imply that I’m making my kids sick by making them sleep in a vat of hand sanitizer. Second, I know it’s nonsense. I have no idea HOW you people keep your kids from getting sick (BUT IF YOU HAVE ANY TIPS, I’M ALL EARS!), but it’s not dirt; my kids eat dirt all the time. Just today Mary Virginia rolled a strawberry on the ground and then popped it in her mouth. I’m no doctor, but I have a hard time believing eating a piece of macaroni off the floor is not the same as a round of antibiotics, and if it was then my kids would eat breakfast directly out of the trash can every morning.
From now on, whenever someone says that I’m just going to show them these photos.