The girls had been begging to be able to jump in puddles and play in the rain. I put them off on Monday because it was pretty chilly out. But I told them Tuesday was supposed to be rainy and warm (70s). So, they were ready. The problem with Tuesday is they are already very busy with preschool and swim lessons, so we had a very limited span of time to fit this in. The morning was rainy with good puddles, but still cool. Then, an unexpected thing happened; the sun came out and the wind picked up. Then, it was a beautiful evening – dry, sunny, and warm. By the time swim lessons were over at 5pm, there were no puddles for jumping….
Except for one, which was my fear. It is a large puddle at the end of our neighbors’ gravel/dirt driveway. Which means, the puddle is not pure rain water, puddle jumping material. It is a mud hole. I sucked it up, found their oldest clothes, and sent them in.
Ellie was hesitant at first, while Madison was ready for action.
Soon Ellie got the hang of it, and then they never stopped.
Needless to say, they went straight up to the bathtub and their clothes went straight into the washer – both came out looking pretty clean! It was well worth the mess.