I mean really, how many times have we seen our children or grandchildren going through a puddle?
There may be one little tiny, tiny puddle in a parking lot or a park and you can bet that a child will find it and can’t avoid walking right through it.
This is my interpretation of my grandchildren walking in the rain.
I used to encourage my kids to splash through puddles–when they were dressed for it. They loved it. My mother, the strictest mother on the planet, let them do it, too; she had mellowed a bit by the time grandchildren arrived!
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Good times good memories. Thank you for sharing.
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