HAPPY AS A PIG IN MUD

While I reading the second Percy Jackson adventure called Sea of Monsters in the back yard where we had set up the tent and slept in overnight, my 13 and a half year old Princess Pirate was in the front sitting on a shaded step, making mud. She had picked flowers and served me a beautiful mud pizza and dessert dotted with hydrangea blooms and fresh greenery, and I went in to make supper. She would periodically come stand in front of the window where I was working, and each time she had a little more mud. When I called her to dinner, she was covered with stocking and long nearly shoulder high gloves of mud and more than a few strands of her hair had drying mud. When your kid is a cautious 3 year old, you have to allow that risks at 13 are overdue. Although she had gone too far, literally, and had shorts to clean that will never be the same, and wasn't allowed in the house until she washed off. She made the experience fun  in the sprinkler, and had no regrets for pushing the limits on this hot summer day. A shower after dinner al fresco, and her skin is as soft as if she had been at the spa!