My perfectionist self should cringe at the site of my kids beat up, dirty feet. For some reason though, these dirty feet bring a smile to my face. These dirty feet are the sign of a good summer day filled with fun and adventure. These dirty feet can be cleaned. For now, I will look at them and cherish them. I find them beautiful. I will capture this snapshot and store it in my memory. They are absolutely perfect despite the scratches, blisters and dirt. All too soon these feet will grow. They won’t want to explore with me. They won’t want to be covered in dirt. For now, the dirtier the better. Dirty equals happy. Dirty equals fun. Dirty equals memories made.