Mami left for a retreat tonight (Fri, 11/14). It was a warm day today, around 60… warm for November in Buffalo. So I put the kids in their mudboots and we headed out in search of puddles!
The kids love wearing their mudboots and doing some puddle walking. Of course, they love splashing and stomping, too. It took about 32.4 seconds for McKinley to splash her pants soaked. We were loading Mami up when we first went out, and Melodia was a little frustrated with their ability to stomp themselves wet. But you know, as I thought about it, what’s the big deal?
I remember my parents not wanting us to splash and soak our clothes. I mean, what’s the big deal? Look if you’re heading to puddles, getting wet comes with the territory.
Now, I should warn, the kids got sick about two nights ago, and last night passed it onto me; so all 3 of us are sick with sniffles and sore throats right now. But, it was warm, and a little outdoor mudpuddle time is a nice relief.
So in the end, I’m left thinking, you know what kids, go ahead. Stomp away. Get wet. It’ll wash. It’ll dry. It’s not a big deal. Let’s just have some fun.
After Melodia left, I put Wil and McKinley in the car and drove down the road by the volleyball facility. It’s on a dead-end road that runs into some wetlands. I knew there’d be a nice, big puddle down there, and there was. The kids enjoyed their time there.
In a smaller, isolated puddle, Wil suddenly stopped and pointed, “look, Papi, a worm.” I swear, if there’s a worm within 30 feet of this kid, he’ll find it! And he LOVES worms. He found at least four this summer under the same tree. Little buggers are one-hour, all-inclusive, Wil-musement parks.
So there in the bottom of the puddle is a drowning worm. Actually, we must have come along at just the right time. Wil pulled him out, and he was still alive. So Wil held and held him for the next 10 minutes. Then I managed to convince him to let the worm return to his worm house. So Wil set him down in the grass, and i wrangled he and McKinley into the truck to head home, dry off, and warm up. Good fun. But seriously, Wil and worms, hilarious. Where there’s a Wil, there’s a worm.
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