The Only Kids in the Creek
It was a pretty normal morning. Our three children and I were wading through a close-by stream, searching for little creatures. We were quite the sight – large rubber boots, nets, and nature jars in our hands. But we had success – a toad – croaking loudly. As we emerged from a treed space, I noticed a large group of children of all ages lined at the edge of the water. “Must be a homeschool group” was my first assumption – I’d never seen children here during a school day. Our children are always the only kids in the creek. Upon asking a young blond boy, I was pleasantly…