Day 272: The Mud Bath

As per our usual weekday routine, the boys spent the later afternoon at the playground by our house with two or three other households' worth of boys, all of which live on this block.

The boys at one point came back for rain boots, which is always suspicious, saying they needed them "to jump in the mud."

Okay, who cares. Go jump in the mud. You're on vacation. 

It wasn't until one of the really little neighbor boys comes over and says that his big brother (who's 5 and in Camden's class) is stuck in the mud that his mom and I decide to go investigate. Like, is he really stuck in the mud or is he just being dramatic? 

Oh no, he was stuck. His shoes were completely immersed in this deep sticky mud monster and you could hardly tell where the mud ended and the shoes began. He ended up simply stepping out of his shoes in order to escape this treacherous predicament and walked home in muddy socks (lol). Which left the shoes, still stuck in the mud. 

We couldn't simply pull it out, they were so stuck. So no less than five muddy boys begin pulling on the shoes, shoving sticks underneath and trying to pry them out of the mud. 

There's shoes in there. Can you see them?

We finally liberated the shoes which may never be their original color ever again. Afterwards they continued to play in the mud for another hour. We as parents determined that this was totally okay, I'd rather they be playing in a mud wallow instead of staring at a video game screen every day of the week.

The boys were so dirty they actually had to soak in a bubble bath once I realized halfway through Cam's shower that we needed to take drastic measures to get him clean. Gross. 

After the mud bath and dinner we had family game night and played a rousing game of Sorry Sliders. Which is way better than original Sorry and the kids loved it. 

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