Rain Boots = Joy?

September 1, 2012 — 5 Comments

Dad and Son - JoyComing home as we drive around the corner to our cul-de-sac, my oldest son hears the splash of the tires going through a large puddle. “What was that, daddy?” I hear from the backseat.

“Just a puddle, buddy.”

“I want to splash too!”

“Hmm, o.k. pal. Let me get your brother in bed for a nap and we’ll go out.”

Almost two hours later and we’re both soaked, caked in mud (because the neighborhood is still being built and he of course wanted to play in the mud) and laughing uproariously. We go into the garage, strip down and go upstairs to take a well-deserved nap.

The next day Cherie, my wife, tells me all day Caleb had been telling her with great enthusiasm, “My daddy loves spending time with me. My daddy loves to play with me.”

Who knew? Rain boots = the greatest joy I’ve ever known…

Noel Coleman

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