Grass Stains - Each has a story to tell!

Yes, that is a picture of grass, and yes you read the post correctly. This weekend as I was pre-treating and scrubbing grass stains from football and soccer jerseys and pants, I remembered a conversation I had shared with a fellow baseball mom a few years ago. She was complaining that she had never seen so many grass stains before in her life. She was very annoyed and frustrated. She asked what product was best to use and how in the world did you get out the red dirt that we had played on in St. George and Mesquite? Here is the advice I gave her:

Each stain has a story to tell. I remember the very first time Tyson learned how to slide. He was covered in mud from his ankle to his hip, not to mention the huge spot on his bottom. We were there to witness this accomplishment and Jeff turned to me and said, “look at that stain mom.” I’ll admit I was horrified and in my mind I was trying to think of what would work best for its removal. Then Tyson stood up on the base, safe of course, and the grin that he had said it all. He had achieved a huge accomplishment. He was so proud of himself. The same can be said of Brynlie. When she plays soccer she gives it her all. Tyson is always quick to point out her grass stains and the awesome save, slide, kick that accompanied it.

Random post I know, but even this weekend as I was removing stains and helmet marks I had to quietly laugh and take pride in each stain and the memories and stories that they had to tell!