“Mud … mud … glorious mud ….” Come on, Big Louie, sing the song with me ….Mud is such fun, Lads and Lasses … you can wallow in it … kick it at things (or people) … make lovely pies … or mud balls … it doesn’t splash like water, it just slogs … and best of all, it makes you laugh ….Pimple people have no idea just how great real mud is. They’re all so busy slinging the pseudo-stuff at each other, they don’t have time to sit down in it and enjoy the crumbly, sticky, thick, gooey marshmallow-like mess that can keep you warm (and dirty, of course) … but fills your head with giggles, your fingers with mud pies, and your smile with memories.
I never met a mud pool I didn’t want to skip through … and I have to figure out how I’m going to teach my great granddaughter about mud without her mother having fits over what she considers dirt. Dirt? Mud? You’re wrong, momma Emma …
And by the time little Cece is old enough, she will also fling herself wholeheartedly into all the mud pools of her wonderful life.