I don’t see my godson that often, but I definitely see him more often now that I’m only 4 hours away. He is one of those wildly intelligent and caring kids that enjoys doing things differently. We spent some time with his mom at a local park during my last visit and I marveled at his curiosity with the natural world. It was Spring, so there was still ample water around and he did what I would have done when I was his age: play in it.
Mud is a natural therapy for boys, and he enjoyed smushing, patting, forming, digging, and filling for almost 30 minutes.
When he was done, he then enjoyed pretending he was a zombie, the Hulk, or just a boy with muddy hands.
Then he played around with the mud dripping off his hands and arms which just made him go back and load up again.
We did have to go and wash up before getting into the car, but it was a worthy afternoon for boys and men that still remember being boys. Thanks Van!