Small Town Snapshot Sunday #17

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This week some cool pictures I took have come up missing, mysteriously. It's like they never existed at all. Maybe it was a dream I had. In any case, below is my Plan B in which I illustrate how much more relaxed as I've become as a Mom over the last couple of years. What you are about to see would never have happened back when I was a mom with only one kid.

Although, I have to be honest and tell you this probably never would have happened had I been alone with the kids. My mom was with me and she was supposed to be watching the boys. We don't have the same method of watching children.

We went to our small town park when it had rained that day and the day before. There are two or three low spots in the park that turn into mud puddles when the ground is saturated. Julius was walking on the edge of one of these and ended up slipping. I looked up just in time to see his feet fly out from under him and he landed flat on his back in the mud. Oh, how I wished I had been faster with the camera.

Tristan then went in to to "help" and ended up falling in as well.

Across the small creek from the park is a pavillion with picnic tables and there was a couple having lunch there. By the look of horror on their faces I'm sure they thought we had completely lost our minds or perhaps just couldn't control the unruly mud-covered heathens. (Honestly, both of those are probably true.)

Finally we got them out of the puddle and walked to the car, Tristan complaining all the way about how wet he was. The couple stared at us all the way past. We got to the car and stripped the kids down to their underwear and we drove them back to the house mostly-nekkid where I insisted my mother deal with giving them a bath since it was her fault they were muddy anyway. That was pretty satisfying.

When you live in a small town you have to get your entertainment where you can find it. And if you've not tried dunking your kids in the mud, you should. It turns out to be entertaining and pretty darn liberating!

Sorry about the Linky fiasco. Apparently there are still some bugs getting worked out with the McLinky, so I'm going back to Mr. Linky til it stabilizes. Big apologies!!