...he insisted that he needed to go outside, even though I was trying to show him that it was raining and he didn't want to get wet.
It turns out that he did want to get wet. Against my objections. So, I just let him go and got the camera out.
He was, in fact, delighting in his wetness. He even slipped and fell a couple times and jumped back up and kept playing in the puddles.
He got his pants so wet, I had to take them off and put them in the dryer. He thought that wearing a frisbee around his neck in the meantime was a good idea.
How can I disagree with him on that one?
4 comments:
Looks like fun - I wish I could have been there to play in the rain with G-man.
Little boys are so much fun! I just love how their minds work. Water? I must be in it. Mud? I must find it. Dirt? I must eat it.
Grammy - he would have loved it. Maybe it will rain in Utah.
Stacie - I'm still laughing at your comment. I needed that. Thank you.
great post. boys will be boys. the sooner you get used to that, the better!:)
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