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Every summer we have a tradition of having a “mud day”. I water the backyard down on the bare spots of the lawn and I let the kids play in the mud. It sounds pretty dirty and it is, but it keeps them cool and the kids have a blast getting as dirty as they want for one afternoon.
This year I decided to combine our mud day with our water balloon fight. This year I bought 300 balloons for my four kids, their three cousins and a friend to share. I’ll admit that I’m not a huge water balloon fan because it seems so much effort making water balloons for such a short play time. But I bought the bunch o balloons where you can attach them to a hose and fill up a bunch at a time. I did all 300 in less than five minutes.
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As you can tell, our mud day was successful. The boys surprisingly didn’t stay and play long. The girls enjoyed it way more.
I got to do the best part and rinse them off with cold hose water. I get a kick out of their cold induced shrieking and I get cooled off in the process. Then comes the not fun part. The rule is that if I let you play water balloons, you have to pick up the pieces after you are done or I’ll never do them again. So the kids spent a good ten or fifteen minutes picking up all the little rubber pieces out of the lawn. I made my point about the safety of the animals when one of the chickens hopped over the fence and stole a piece of balloon. I had to chase her to get it back, but she luckily dropped it before I tackled her. After that, the kids were more diligent in picking all of the mess up. No chicken for dinner tonight kids!
After everyone went home, I stole a few minutes to make my own mud day, mud mask day that is.
I thought it would be fun to scare the kids and it was, but then they all wanted one too, except for Josh who I guess I scared too much because he wouldn’t acknowledge me or come near me at all. But for the older three, I obliged. After a day in dirty mud, a little cleaning mask in bathrobes wouldn’t hurt anyone.
What a day, what a day. I think we’ll have to add mud masks to our tradition of mud days!