I believe a pair of tiny, muddy shoes is one of the most beautiful sights in the world. They speak of creativity, innocence, and adventure. They speak of plain, old fun. They are rule-breakers, out-of-the-box thinkers, innovators. They abhor scheduled screen time, starchy classrooms, and the popular crowd. They sneak a firefly into the house so it can fly around the bedroom at night. They gaze at it in wonder.
I have a new mantra for mothers:
“Roll in the mud. Bathe in puddles. Exfoliate your belly in the sand. But don’t bring it in the house, or muddy shoes start singing a different tune- one of responsibility and the value of hard work.” :)