I came home to find the boys covered in mud today. This is what happens when it rains in California on Martin Luther King Day and the daddy is left in charge. This…

A mud slide.

And this is how I feel when I see mud mixed with my boys. This…

Because it will be the mommy washing these clothes. And scrubbing little boys in the tub. And scrubbing out the tub.

But really, I don’t see red anymore when I see mud. I just can’t be mad. I’ve tried, and I can’t. Because life’s too short not to play in the dirt.

Happy MLK Day!