I believe it's been said that insanity is doing the same thing over and over, while expecting a different result. If that's the case, then I had a bout of insanity this afternoon. Puddles are everywhere, so when we got back from church, Lizzy and Peter decided to put on their boots and enjoy a quick splash before lunch. The moment Peter stepped into his first puddle, he got really upset and wanted out of his wet pants. I took him inside to change, then he went crazy that he didn't have his boots on anymore, and insisted he go back outside. We went through this pattern about three times, then when we were running dangerously low on dry pants, I decided enough was enough. Playing in puddles=getting wet, plain and simple. I guess this is a lesson in coming to terms with the price of "fun." If you're not willing to get a little messy, then you miss out on the puddles. Hopefully Peter won't mind so much next time.
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