So, last weekend was a mess. It started Friday with rain/ice/snow and ended sometime Saturday night. Sunday's weather wasn't too bad. The kids wanted to go outside and play. Being the good mom that I am I let them go out and play in the mud. Lauren was having fun knocking off the ice. While Grant played with his trucks in the mud. Grant wiped out in the mud getting all dirty. Then Lauren was running to see something and slipped on some ice falling on her butt and into some muddy water. She cried I laughed. I'm thinking to myself at the time that they shouldn't be playing in the mud but its just laundry anyway. Right? They are only going to be little once so I told myself it was OK.