Today my son was jumping on my bed and then laid down on my brown sheets and said, “Mommy, I’m stuck in the mud.”
“Well, pull yourself out of the mud,” I replied.
I have no idea where he got the idea of getting stuck in theÂ mud, except that maybe we’ve referenced it since we have so much water and muck in our backyard since Fay paid us a visit last week.
It’s a good lesson though. We all seem to get stuck in the mud at some point. Our answer should just be “pull yourself out.”