Since it has been raining for the past week or two, my poor little boys have been confined to the house. Even since it has stopped raining a big puddle of water has formed right at the base of the slide in the backyard, which means there is no sliding or playing in the backyard without getting their shoes completely soaked.
I thought I had come up with a great plan for them to be able to play in the water and also to keep them from getting their little feet wet by buying them galoshes to protect them from the water. However, this plan went completely awry when it was discovered that the harder you stomp, the higher the water splashes. Soon both of their pants were soaked as well as their socks inside the galoshes. So we ended up taking their pants and socks off and they just wore their galoshes to keep from stepping on anything sharp that may be lurking under the water.
Even this plan seemed to have minor set backs as I witnessed when Jack pulled his boot off and used it to scoop water. Thank goodness it was warm enough outside for them because they were both so wet. They did have a lot of fun pushing their little trucks around and through the water and jumping and splashing and running around.
Next time, however, I think we will go to the park where it is dry.
My fault. I should have known. Jack let the ice cream in his bowl melt and Alex thought he would drink it, but missed his mouth and down the front of him it went. So into the tub they both go, because what one does the other must do also. I was lucky it didn't get all over evrything and the only casualty was his clothing.
