I was like that also. I grew up in a neighborhood full of boys and I had to keep up. It wasn't anything to come home covered in whatever we got into. Than I turned into a girl and would pitch a fit if a speck of anything got on me. I find myself lately turning back into that little girl. Especially when I have the little kids here. So what if I get wet with the hose. I'll dry off. But the expression on their faces and the laughter out of their mouths is so worth it. The lipstick and glitter. My hair filled with clips. Fingernail polish I wouldn't be caught dead in. If it doesn't kill me and the kids are having the time of their lives, who cares. Nothing is more precious than the laughter of a child.

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