Friday, May 14, 2010

My Life.

I would venture to say that my life is made up of about 75% dirt.

Dirt containment.

Dirt cleaning.

Dirt avoidance.

The smell of dirt.


That's me.

Hi. I'm Sonia. And I am heavily involved in the dirt industry. Would you be my friend?

No? Yeah. Me neither. I'd run the other way too if your kids looked like this 99% of the time.

Oh, and bugs. Dirt and bugs.

But the funny thing is....

is that I just love what is on the inside of that dirt. The experience of how the dirt found it's way into our lives. And I love everything about the slide into home plate that causes the dirt. It's just plain, ole fashioned stick ball fun.

So dirt, I accept you. I will embrace you....from a far. You and I have had our differences, but alas...I surrender. Welcome to the family friend. Welcome to the family.


  1. Lots of the same red dirt in our house, too! James actually slid in to home 2 times last night. He hadn't been getting on base much the past few games...

  2. I have a love-hate relationship with side walk chalk right now! I haven't learned to embrass it yet!