We love puddles. In wet parking lots and amusement parks, we sometimes get judgmental glares over our love of puddles. Seriously.
But I'm convinced that our kids will grow up knowing they lived childhood to the full, and that we gave them the gift of underscheduled days. They've never once--not once--used the word "bored." I just don't think it's in their vocabulary.
Messy? Yes.
Bored? Not a chance.
Here's to being a kid for kids' sake!
I love our ordinary, uncluttered days.
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