Fortunately my child was actually very well behaved all weekend, with only minimal tantrums and didn't seem to mind being stuck inside as much as I thought. But I did still try to get him some fresh air in between rain storms. On Sunday, the rain let up for a couple hours and we both desperately needed some fresh air so outside we went. It wasn't long before Hunter was running through and jumping in the puddles. My first instinct was to tell him no, that I didn't want him wet and dirty, then I remembered he's just a little boy full of energy and jumping in puddles is one of those little joys in life that I didn't want to take away from him. So jump away he did, until he was a soaking, muddy mess. But he had the best time, and really, what else is there to do after days of rain?!
The face of pure joy!
My beautiful boy. This kid owns my heart.