Making room for mud

Today I took five little kids to the neighborhood playground as the solo adult. A few times, they jumped into the ditch to liberate a cattail. They also discovered unfrozen mud for the first time in months. Eventually we made it to the playground and back.

How do we remember that the mud is part of the journey?

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