Rain Boots Rock

Mason loves jumping in the puddles. He wants to do it at every possible opportunity. So, I try to let him as much as is reasonable (like after we leave the store). Anyhow, I've been watching him jump in these puddles and wishing I could join him. I've been looking all winter for some grown up sized boots that 1) I liked, and 2) were not exorbitantly priced. I finally found some this week at Target.
Last night, it was raining. It had been raining for about 24 hours straight. There were some kick ass puddles all over the place. Landon got home from his trip to Vegas and wanted to sleep. So, after I put the Rissa to bed, Mason and I headed out to our neighborhood diner for some pancake dinner. And, boy oh boy, did that diner parking lot have some puddles.
Mason was very tempted on the way in. So was I (I was in my maiden voyage with the new boots). But, we refrained with the promise of jumping after dinner. We had some hot chocolate and pancakes and bacon and juice. When we were full, we rushed out to that parking lot full of puddles. And we jumped. And jumped. And waded through some parking lot lakes. And jumped some more. People inside the restaurant laughed as they watched the two of us have a blast. A couple on their way into the restaurant encouraged Mason to make bigger splashes and then joined in a bit. We laughed and jumped and got very, extremely wet. Mason was soaked up to his waist and into his rain boots.
It was the most fun I have had in a long time.
My new rain boots rock. I'm so grateful for them. And for the joyful memories they helped us make last night. And for all the memories they'll be part of in the future.