I can vividly remember days of being at my Grandmother's house when a summer rain storm would come through. Almost every time, as long as there was no lightening, she would let my sisters and I go out and play in the rain. What fun that was?! What child does not love playing in the rain? It's harmless, innocent, childhood fun!
We were outside last Tuesday when a afternoon rain started. D loves the rain and puddles! But, this was Avery's first 'play in the rain' experience. I was curious to how she would react. As D slowly made her way out into the rain, Avery stood and watched. I know that she was probably thinking that 'we're not supposed to do that.' Finally, looking back over her shoulder with every step, she took off - and oh the giggles. They had the best time in those few minutes.
I strive to be a mother who lets my children have a lot of fun. I want them to have the same fun memories I have from my childhood. If they want to play in a ditch full of water, go outside barefoot, play in the dirt - or the rain, or even eat 4 popsicle's on a hot summer afternoon... I let them. Nothing tells me they've had more fun that scrubbing their dirty feet!