Well. I was a kid, too.

  It  was really a good smell of the earth after raining .

I went out for a walk with my little boy.  Oh, there were  two girls making mud pies on the ground.

"Would you like to watch them?"  I suggested.  "OK!"  He answered with a little uncertainness.But happily.

The two girls were so happy that they lag uhed  and laughed.  My little boy smiled though he didn't say a word.  They  communicated  with each other in their ways.

After a while, about 4 or 5 minutes, my boy turned around and said : "Mummy, I want to play with mud.  "  He went back very quickly to find some tools. 

Me?  Haha!  " OK! Honey! I can help you." I followed  him and laughed all the way.

Just like I wondered , I think, he learned fast. He had never tried the wet mud before.  That chance is always rare in the cement world. And, I am surely easily worried about the " black" fingers.

Why I was so happy this time ? Well, you know, I was a kid, too.

When he began with his play, he enjoyed and told me : "Mummy, mud is so funny."