I’ve never been overly obsessed with staying clean. Perhaps this is comes of being raised getting good-honest-dirty working on my family’s farm? University years spent planting trees in recently burned forests certainly didn’t help.
It’s not like I ENJOY being grimy and filth-covered from head to toe – but there is something to be said for the experience. When you’re covered in muck or soaked to the bone, you have a very clear feeling that you’ve had an authentic experience that you can feel in your pores and it’s regardless of whether it was a thrilling water fight or a nasty cold sleet storm, generally it’s something you won’t forget soon!
I believe that children grow exponentially from such memories…the dirtier, the more memorable. That’s why it was a no-brainer when my husband told me about a huge Paint Fight that was going to be taking place in a nearby neighbourhood as part of their art festival. Naturally we would take the kids and of course we would participate! Continue reading