Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about dancing in the Rain! Or so I thought!

Blake (age 5) has been needing some one on one lately..so the other day I took just Blake and headed out for a mommy date night. We started at the Dollar Store to get a prize Blake has earned for 10 smiles on his "Good Choice Chart. As we embarked on our adventure I promised myself to have Blake's kind of fun and think like a little boy...and to not constantly correct him all night. (Yes, I Can be a nag of a mom at times.) I took Blake's hand in the parking lot and we started to run into the store because it was raining pretty hard. As we ran we were approaching a very large puddle (much deeper than it appeared.) I had a random thought that we should "embrace the moment and jump in the puddle. Blake will love it...I'll be the coolest mommy." We were moving fast hand in hand and I quickly diverted us to the puddle in a step or two and with a huge double footed jump absolutely DRENCHED us. I laughed out loud and looked down at Blake with a huge smile..he looked like a little drowned rat dripping with muddy water. "MOMMMMM! AHHHHHH! WHY DID YOU DO THAT? LOOK AT MY CLOTHES! AHHH! MOMMM! AHHHH! I'M NOT GOING IN! AHHHHH...MOM!" I felt so bad..."No Blakey, it's fun, let's do it again!" "NOOOOO!" I explained, "I'm sorry, I thought it would be fun, I'm sorry honey!" It was very hard to even get him into the store now with his "waaay wet clothes!" I truly felt bad but the whole deal just had me stuffing my giggles deep down inside...so much for "dancing in the rain." he he Guess next time we"ll just make mud pies. ha ha