I let my child do something that I’ve always thought would be fun to do but I never had the gumption to do it myself. Isn’t it fun to live vicariously through your kids? We had a huge thunderstorm roll through town yesterday afternoon and I was sitting in the office searching the world wide web for some supper recipes and enjoying the sound of the rain pounding against the glass. I vaguely recalled hearing Travis cackling in the living room (he loves stormy weather as much as I do) but by the time I realized that his laughter was coming not from the living room but from the deck, it was too late.
He almost came undone with laughter when he was discovered.
And then he squealed “Travis is getting a rain shower!” and my entire reason for being alive suddenly became perfectly clear.
So I gathered some supplies…
And gave them to him so that he could lather…
And repeat strip.
And get soaped all over.
And bundled up.
And be oh so very happy.
And I didn’t have to clean the bathtub.
Have a nice day.