While camping, I overheard a father at a nearby campsite call his daughter over in that you're-in-trouble voice all parents must have. I have to admit, I was curious, since the two kids in that family seemed like the best-behaved in the campground. The girl who was about to get lectured had been quietly poking at the ground (or maybe some ants) with a stick when she got called over.
It wasn't hard to hear the father's exasperated tone as he told her - as if for the thousandth time - "Quit. Playing. In. The. Dirt."
Of course I don't know the whole story here. But it does beg the question: If you can't play in the dirt when you're camping, what's the point?
I concur!
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