What sticks out to you? So many of my cherished memories were formed in daydreams and imaginative play with my siblings, family whiffle ball games, dinners together, treks in the woods, building forts, making mud pies and learning to ride a bike.
Wild Mill Kids belongs in these cherished memories. Your kids’ dirt covered clothes and mussed up hair and mud streaked faces as they hold out a fuzzy caterpillar or slimy worm they found. The tears wiped away as you bandage a scrape. The spaghetti sauce covering a laughing face.
You’re raising doers who aren’t afraid to think outside the box and get dirty. You’re raising adventurous kids confident in their own abilities and well versed in risk taking.
Wild Mill Kids will be a part of all those undocumented hours of precious childhood. A lot of those hours are messy, dirty, tear-stained, full of emotion, learning, and growth. The magic of childhood lives deep in those messes.
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Wild Mill Kids lives in the pile of filthy clothes on the floor outside the bathtub because we were made passionately for the play clothes/weekend wear/cabin clothes pile in the closet. Wild Mill Kids is not for beauty's sake and will definitely not be featured on Sunday mornings, in frames on your living room walls, or in your holiday cards.
You will find us in the BEST of days.