A huge summer storm has just swept through the Badlands.
The dynamic landscape melts onto the walkways.
Quinn clasps her hands together and asks,
“Can we take off our shoes?”
I hesitate for a moment. My first instinct is “definitely not.”
Then I remember my girls need a lifetime of yes moments.
“Go for it.” Let the toe oozing begin. { See video }
The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give.
— Ellen Glasgow
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One mom quietly shakes her head as she passes.
Her son looks at our girls.
Then he looks up at her, his eyes full of hope.
“No,” she snaps.
A few minutes later I call out, “It’s time to roll out girls. Wash-up.”
The girls mosey on over to the clear puddle and rinse their tootsies clean.
I fidget as I carry the girls’ shoes to the car.
I feel the burn of the other parents staring at us.
Then I hear my girls laugh and… I smile.
Plug-in On The Road & Learn
