If dirty equals happy

May 11, 2007 by Barbara.

If dirty equals happy, then Reid had a FABULOUS! day yesterday. When I picked her up, I was impressed to see one of the teachers still wearing a Sens jersey. It takes dedication to wear a hockey jersey when it’s 27 degrees and humid. I commented and she admitted to wishing she’d worn a t-shirt instead but I’m sticking with my first impression. When I said I’d been worried that they might have had to stay inside because of the “extreme weather” rule, they said that the didn’t have to check the humidex until June. Good attitude, I thought as I headed further into the play yard to find Reid. She’d seen me and mysteriously slipped away. I found her, in all of her muddy glory, barefoot and smiling at the far end of the enclosure. Her clothes were nearly uniformly covered with dust or dried mud and had the appearance of someone putting a grey-brown filter over the pale green with pink pigs, purple cows, etc. Her legs had mud splatters and her face had spots of wet sand on it. Even her hat had gotten dirtier (did I mention they painted outside earlier in the week?) and she had no sandals on.  She did have the biggest smile on her face, though. It turns out that they have little troughs that they can pour water through and that seemed like a good idea for such a hot day. It was! I’m not sure if the little shirt and skort will ever be the same but that’s the hazard of letting Reid wear clothes. I hope I’m correct in thinking Grandma Joyce would prefer Reid to get the clothes dirty rather than handing down barely worn outfits. They wouldn’t look right on Damien and Zachary, anyway ;+)

One of the dads was grumpy about the kids being barefoot and so dirty but I’m more laid back. Have you noticed? Of course, I only had to take Reid to Melissa’s and she has seen her own messy kids. This daddy was taking his daughter to a store to buy a present for her mom’s birthday. I hope he doesn’t usually mind the dirtiness. I tend to think that dirty and happy go hand-in-hand for Reid.

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