Usually you tell kids to not go near puddles because you don’t want them dirty or all wet. One of the best days I had living up here before, when Saedi was little, was when we took advantage of the frequent rain. One evening when we didn’t have anywhere to go and it wasn’t cold, I let her have at it – splash in as many puddles as she wanted. She loved it! It was so much fun.
Now Gavin is the one who can’t stay away from the puddles. I told him he could have a day like Saedi’s when it was warm and we weren’t doing anything.
Today while I was putting the roof-top-box onto the car it started pouring down rain. I was soaked in no time at all. Gavin came out to wanting to help me so when we were done I told him he could put on his rain boots and get as wet as he wanted.
There is a spot in front of our garage where the gutters either leak or just overflow (even though they were supposed to have been cleaned right before we moved in). Gavin stood under the stream for quite some time. He told me, “Mom, look! Rainbows are falling on me!”
When the rain started to let up, he found out that he could jump to grab the branches of the Japanese maple and shake them to make the water from the leaves fall in his face.
When he had shaken all the branches and they were no longer weighted down with water, he couldn’t reach them anymore no matter how high he jumped. So he moved back to the puddles.
When he was thoroughly soaked he was ready to go back inside.
Thanks to his trusty rain boots (that are so cool because they glow in the dark) –
– he said it was the best puddle splashing day ever.
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