|Blue Marshmallow Man|
Another insight came a few weeks ago, when we went for a post-dinner walk as a family and got drenched in a sudden downpour. I was annoyed, and worried for the cell phone in my pocket, and it was kind of cold...but the kids were ecstatic. They had the biggest smiles on their plastered wet faces, especially the part where we stripped off our clothes in the car and drove home naked. The time we got drenched on the greenbelt is a memory that will last much longer than the other, more bland times when everything went according to plan.
I decided to, ahem - spring for some good quality rain gear for the kids and me. We had some odds n ends, but Noah had outgrown his coat, and I lost my rain pants many years ago and never replaced them...I've resisted buying good quality gear for some time now because the truly waterproof stuff is expensive and the kids outgrow stuff every season...so I got Noah a way-too-big jacket at the REI sale (one he can "grow into," frugal Mom speak for way-too-freaking-big). Ezra inherited Noah's old one, which hangs down to his shins, poor guy. We went with water shoes for me and bare feet for them.
Tropical Storm Andrea swept through today and I decided we were gonna visit the park we'd planned to play in anyway. Everyone else scheduled to join us bailed out and I asked Matthew on our way out the door if he thought I was nuts...I just hoped my little exercise in... perseverance?...embracing the silly?... didn't blow up big time with unhappy, uncomfortable kids.
And...it was awesome. We had the park to ourselves, the puddles were epic, the mud was just right for making pies, and the rain gear performed well. Funny moment: Blue Marshmallow Man asked to nurse after falling face first into a monster puddle. In all this gear, honey? No way!
Props to my kids for nudging me toward an expanded appreciation of the outdoors. What's your best experience with rain?