Mud in your face

He used to be so clean. Perfect peach skin. No scratches, scars, or blemishes. Then came the spring of 2010. Running. Hopping. Falling. Crashing. Everyday requires two outfits-minimum. Skinned up knees and dirt in the teeth are now par for the course.

This more experienced mama at the playground told me that I should enjoy the fresh mulch now because by the end of the summer it would be full of used band-aids and previously chewed gum. Seriously?!?

Amazing how nothing can bring on an on-slaught of "nononononono"s like Mama going after his face with a wet-wipe. Too bad I need to carry around a toothbrush for him too.