Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head

Last Tuesday night/Wednesday morning, thunder boomed overnight and woke Drew and me up with the loudest and longest clatter, rattle and shake that I’ve ever remembered hearing in my more than 30 years.  We were startled awake and shaken alert by the thought that the boys would start screaming any minute.  But … they didn’t.  They slept through it all! 

There was no lightening or thunder to speak of once the sun came up, and as it was clear that the rain was just going to fall lightly throughout the morning, we headed out for some pre-lunch fun.  The boys donned their boots and rain jackets and took their monster trucks out for some muddin’ action. 

Jasper was methodical in driving his trucks through the puddle over and over.  Benjamin wandered around trying to find what interested him.  Eventually he found the plopping rocks into the puddle and making a splash was cool, so then he was on a hunt for rocks.  Jasper later figured out it would be great fun to splash his “stroller” in the puddle and repeatedly ran it up and down the driveway to make the best splash.  All in all, just about every outdoor toy got used and muddied in the process.  After about an hour or so, both boys were quite wet and dirty, but boy did they have fun! 

Benj trying out boats (the puddle wasn’t quite deep enough):

Benj is moving on to find something else to do.

… but is still having fun.

Benj now discovering the presence of rocks:

Out come the jeep and the “stroller.”

I fought the jeep, and the jeep won.

We hear sirens!  Is the fire truck going to come down our street?  (nope)

 

All done!  Time for a bath!