It's raining, it's pouring...

I love to watch Daniel run in rain puddles. It makes a great big mess of his clothes and, later when we come in, of my floors. But I love it anyway. He's so incredibly happy when he runs as fast as he can through the puddles on the side of the road. When we came home from work today we spent a long time running - well, he was running. I was walking quickly....he's not that fast yet! He ran and ran and ran until he slipped on some unseen mud at the bottom of a puddle and fell flat on his back, soaking himself to the bone. He cried. Then he got up and ran some more. The only reason he finally stopped running was to play in a pile of mud that he found.