This is my friends youngest daughter.
Yes, she’s covered in mud. And this was after a quick wash off in the sea at Penarth.
Who would stop a child having a brilliant play experience, just because of some mud.
Her mum could see how much fun she was having, and knew that a good bath and the washing machine would be waiting at home….. (the t-shirt didn’t make it!).
The funniest part, however, was walking through the crowds of people on the way back to the car. It was amusing to watch the mixture of laughter, smiles and confusion on peoples faces. But, sadly, some people were disgusted at the sight of a very muddy child. I’m not exaggerating when I say that some of the faces were truly horrified, and even commented as much when we walked past.
Was it that wrong? Our children were outside and playing together, and all had fun. We could hear them laughing and, as a parent, it was a joy to watch such natural and extremely messy play.
Back at home, my daughter couldn’t understand how people could be so judgemental. We spoke about it, concluding that it was their problem and not ours. I asked her if she’d had fun and enjoyed herself. When she replied with a quick yes, I said that’s all that matters.
A muddy child isn’t something to be scorned.
Some adults go to very expensive health spas to be plastered in mud, in an attempt to make themselves feel good……
……our children had the treatment for free!