once the rain came
and the temperature rose by 50 degrees
and the snow and ice turned
to slush, and mud, and dirty water
and the discovery of this
brought such a level of joy and celebration
to the sandbox
that it was immeasurable.
—
“childhood is messy and beautiful.”
-rachel martin
I didn't have my glasses on.... 
Awe! How adorable! ❤
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they were all so happy
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Perfectly adorable.
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❤
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😉
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It almost but not quite looks like the beach at the ocean! Imaginations help 😉
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if you squeeze your eyes real tight, it does! when the playground is covered with bright, fluffy snow, call it the beach –
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Sounds like a great plan!
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I love this–too bad most of us don’t look at life that way and with such joy!
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yes i agree, merril –
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I remember these days.
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Get back out there)
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clean enough to be healthy, messy enough to be happy
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A perfect balance
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A beautiful mess it is here as well, Beth.
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Some love it while some do not )
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life is messy and beautiful 🙂 ❤
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it is, jodi –
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I don’t remember beautiful – but I do remember messy. Maybe messy is beautiful – at least to a kid.
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All a matter of perspective)
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Children can find joy in anything..:)
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that is so very true
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