The Puddle Jumper

Save a few hot summer days, rainy days are not my favorite.  I understand their importance, but it’s still challenging to avoid becoming hyper-focused on the daily logistics of trudging along with kids in tow.

There was a time that I welcomed inclement weather with a smile.  I remember my red floral umbrella, puddle stomping, and fully-drenching my delicate ruffle socks.  And when the weather turned I’d get snow getting stuck in that spot around my ankles where my moon boots and ski pants didn’t quite match up.  Sure it was cold, but rarely uncomfortable enough to make me stop the important work found in childhood play.

There isn’t a puddle that this little guy doesn’t want to voraciously attack.

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Here is NYC, like many other places, we recently experienced what I like to call the sloppy melt; the time when the heaps of snow finally begin to dissipate into a wet, slushy, slop.

A puddle-jumper’s dream.

A few weeks ago, after school, my son looked at me with a giant mischievous grin, upon spotting a course of puddles.  His expression quickly changed when he met my eyes.  My mind was with his non-waterproof shoes and the walk home from school that we had ahead of us.  Without saying anything, he sensed my thoughts.

In that moment, thankfully, I caught myself.

And as arms flailed and water propelled into his face with each stomp – I marveled in his laughter, the repetition, and the refreshing gift in a four-year-old perception of the world.

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My goodness, how childhood innocence reflects in those ripples.

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Whispering

Protect it.

Don’t let that joy evaporate.

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Comments

  1. Amanda M McMahon says

    For that joy is wonderful and infecting… Let it be.

  2. I’m an adult and as old as I am, I still love a good puddle jump. To this day, I still run outside to play in the rain. 🙂

  3. Sometimes it is important to let kids be kids. Thanks for recognizing that with your own child.

  4. I have been there myself thinking of the mess that I would have to clean up. However, they are only young once, and I would not want to deny them the chance at that fun feeling. I just have to remind myself of that.

  5. Rainy days aren’t my favourite either! Having said that, I try to always remember that joy that I felt as a kids doing simple the things in life. I make it a point to not be so strict about certain things and to let my kids enjoy themselves, allowing them to get dirty from time to time…especially in the kitchen!! 😉

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