Young hearts run free.

Oh, to be young and free again. To have your every need taken care of for you. To just play, have fun and be a kid, and for the hardest decision you have to make during the day is to wether have plastic cheese or a slice of the tasty block cheese in your sandwich. Or wether to watch Tangled (again) or Shrek 2 (again). Yep, sounds good to me.

I took the kids out Saturday afternoon to the park to get out of Joe's way while he renovated. It was a hot muggy day (urgh!) from the rain that had fallen earlier. As I was driving to our usual park, I thought about how messy it might get if I take them there. After all, wet sand+ wet grass+ muggy weather+ kids = big dirty mess. Feeling the way I was, I wanted to do as little as possible.

So I did a U-turn to another park where there is no sand, it's undercover, the playground area is covered in a foamy mat type surface and there's a nice shady bench for me to sit on...yep, I'm a thinker! But no matter how clever (I think) I am, or how hard I try, the kids seem to always be one step ahead of me.

And it doesn't help to forgot about all the wet, muddy and flooded grass that surrounds the entire park...

So I did what I'm sure any hot, bothered, exhausted, sore, over-it-all, 33 week+ pregnant mother would do...

I surrendered defeat and let them run in it, stomp in it, jump in it, roll in it, dive in it, lay in it, and throw it all over the place while siting in it! 

Yes, the muddy stains are still present on Noah's shirt, and yes I had to take El home in just a pair of undies and Noah in nothing but a hand towel, and no I didn't get to sit back and just relax on the shady park bench. But just look at how much fun they had! How could I not let them go for gold in the mud and just be kids. And maybe when they see this post in the future, they will see and appreciate that they sometimes had a carefree and fun mum, rather than just a tired and cranky one.