Puddle Jumping

Walking through the parking lot into preschool this morning, Caroline had to face many temptations...in the form of deep, splashable puddles. Not wanting her to walk into her class soaked, I promised her that if she stayed strong and kept herself out of those puddles, I would take her out after preschool to go stomping in the puddles in our neighborhood. She agreed, on the condition that she could wear her froggy boots and bring her duck umbrella.

It was a very sweet, but very messy time. And I would be lying to you if I said that Evan didn't come back caked in mud, and that a load of laundry didn't need to be done IMMEDIATELY on our return. But it was joyful and the kids were happy, and that made the extra work worth it.