Zen *ohm*
Some days are just better than others. Some days, Addie plays in the dirt and I think about how messy she is going to be, and how I dread the laundry and the bathing and the potential diseases she will get from consuming mass amounts of dirt.
Other days, I am able to let go of the “mom” in me and embrace the child. These are days I know I will remember. I won’t remember how dirty she got on the 3rd Tuesday in August, but rather how much fun she had playing in empty flower pots (cause I have a totally brown thumb).
Her creativity… while she doesn’t realize she owns it yet, astounds me.
Zen Garden, by Adeline Joy:
nadia
it’s been said that there is a certain parasite or something in dirt that has something to do with depression.. and NOT being depressed… kids need to be dirty, eat dirt and have strong immune systems
and moms need house cleaners 