Little boys seem to be magnets for mess! Whenever I take my boys out, they come home dirty. The dirt, mud, and dust just jump on them, like a magnetic attraction. I am convinced that Logan and Luke could play all day in a sterile white room and end up covered in dirt!
For example, a simple outing to the grocery store ended in the very great need for a band aid and a clean shirt. Logan ran his fingers along a cooler case and cut his finger on a piece of glass. It bled profusely and we had to ask a cashier for a band aid (I typically keep a stash in my purse, but apparently had used them all up on other emergencies!).
One morning while doing school, I realized Luke was mighty quiet. I went to check on him in his room and found him covered head to toe in diaper cream. My first reaction was to laugh and grab the camera. Then, I gave him a bath. Do you know how hard a greasy cream is to clean out of hair??
One Sunday afternoon, Logan ran outside to play in his church clothes before I could remember to tell him to change to play clothes. It was the first time he had worn his new khaki pants, and he looked so cute! A couple of hours later, Logan came in with muddy red clay knees and a HOLE in his new pants. I was not very happy!
Today, I took my children plus a friend to the park. Well, this adventure ended in Luke having to be stripped of his pants, shoes, and socks before getting into the car because he sat in a huge mud puddle. He couldn’t help it, bless his heart. He comes by it honestly…his brother is the same way!
When I wash their clothes, I remember how thankful I am that I have my children and that they are healthy enough to run outside and play and get dirty. As the Bible says, “Children are a gift from the Lord” (Psalm 127:3) Amen!