Puddle-Jumping

I'll admit it.  I am like any other mother.  I like to think that I am a fun mom.  (Some days I will admit I might not be as fun as I am other days, but I still like to think that, overall, I am fun mom.)  My boys may be too young to truly know how much fun I can be, or they might not think I'm that much fun at all, but I can still allow myself to think that I am fun!.

It's rainy and overcast today.  Just a drizzling rain that makes for puddles all over.  Which in turn, makes for good puddle-jumping.  This is the lesson we learned today. 

After meeting a friend for lunch and playing at a local fast food joint (See how much fun I am!), we were headed to the car.  We navigated all the way through the parking lot without getting too wet.  While I was distracted putting al the stuff that comes with eating-out with 2-year-olds, my sweet Will decided that it would be a great idea to totally jump into the puddle by the car.  The first was just a little getting-his-feet-wet moment.  Then he went all-in.  Literally, all in.  The kid got his neck wet just by all the splashing he did.

Of course, his brother was not long on following suit.  It took all my self-control not to just grab them and plunk them into the car..  I had to fight back all of the natural inclinations.  They'll get soaked!  They'll get colds!   They'll get so dirty!

But fight I did.  They were soaked and so dirty (and I hope will remain cold-free).  However, they were also thrilled and the whole way home talked about how they had jumped in the puddles.  "That was fun!  I was so silly.  The water was cold." 

So some days even the "fun moms", like myself, have to fight the mom in them and let their kids have a little more fun than they might have otherwise. 

Lesson learned.