Singing in the rain
We try not to be an overly-consumer family. I do buy used or second hand stuff, swap, trade or otherwise try to keep things out of the land fills. So when a particularly winsome boots and slicker set went up on eBay, I bid on it for the King of Everything. I don’t know where this child gets it, it must come from his Mami, because I can’t accessorize to save my life. But the kid? He loves having the right clothes for the occasion, and rain gear has always been some of his favorite stuff to wear.
When you don’t have a car, it’s raining like Niagra Falls, and you do have a kid with friends who like to see him… and a penchant for a certain hole-in-the-wall Pho soup restaurant in the next state over, what ya gonna do?
Get out the rain gear and get out in it. I guess the desert is hard to shake off–it never occurred to me that the Kid would get so wet. 
I mean look at him: he’s got his boots, he’s got his slicker. He should be set, right? Wrong. We found four magnificent puddles for him to jump in, and when we finally got to the (air conditioned!) restaurant and peeled him down, he was wet through and through. But happy. Oh so happy.
You know, I could have hollered at him to stop it, made him stay dry and warm and bored… but why? It’s not going to kill him to get wet. He might catch a cold, sure, but I think he’ll be ok. Do you remember splashing in puddles? If you do remember, you know how much fun it was. And if you don’t remember, if you were never allowed to do it, you should try it some time.
Just remember to put a change of clothes in your bag before you head out.
Let your kids have fun; let them experiment. Let them make messes and mistakes. Teach them how to clean up after themselves, how to make amends, how to fix their problems. And let them splash in the rain every once in a while.
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