Puddle Jumping

It was a wet and rainy day today. The kids had been cooped up in the house all morning and were a little restless, but well behaved. We had spent some time playing toys on the floor, and then doing a painting project with sponge stamps. I looked outside at the rain hitting the window and just knew the kids would love going puddle splashing. So we bundled up in our coats and rain boots, grabbed the umbrellas and headed out the door. There is just no other experience like walking in the rain with three preschoolers happily splashing in rubber boots and twirling their oversized umbrellas. We took some time to really observe the rain. To watch the droplets land on the pavement or run down the nylon of the umbrellas. We listened to the "drip drops" as Philip called them, and noticed how they sounded louder on the umbrella then on our hoods. We even stuck out our tongues and tasted the rain. But there was just nothing as much fun as jumping and spalshing in the big puddles on the street. We splashed until our pants were wet up to the knees and our coats were so soaked that water ran into our eyes. Then we got Sadie off the school bus and took her home to get boots on so we could search for more puddles to jump in. The park next door offered lots of places to observe the rain. Sadie searched the grass for worms to "save" from drowning. The playground was far to slippery to play on with rubber boots, so instead we drew in the water with our fingers and watched the rain race to the drain. After suffiently soaking ourselves we decided it was time for an energy booster. We piled in the van and headed to the donut shop for treats. What a fun day!