Something, that I’m sure the other German parents thought I was crazy for — letting my girls stomp in puddles and walk in the rain for 20 minutes in 41F weather. I am positive the other parents thought I was off my rocker when they picked up their children and saw me encouraging mine to stomp in puddles. Hey, at least I brought their rainboots along. And they had a fleece sweater under their winter coats, and hats on so they were in no way cold out there. And when we got home we had Kinderchinos (luke-warm not-so-chocolaty chocolate milk) to really warm up.
And, if you can’t tell by the photos, the girls L-O-V-E-D it. I got a couple of good mom points yesterday afternoon for this one. : )
When I dropped them off at Kindergarten in the morning I told them I would walk to pick them up and they could use their new colorful umbrellas they got for Christmas. But, when the time came to pick them up I couldn’t find my umbrella and didn’t want to walk the .75mi round trip with only my rain jacket. I often have to carry one or the other kid for a period on this walk home (we walk most days) and wasn’t about to do that with the rain, their bags, our umbrellas, it being wet. No thank you. So, I drove to pick them up and they were elated to see their umbrellas and jump in the rain.
She was upset when I took the umbrella from her as it was being pulled away by the wind.
It wasn’t like I was trying to keep it away from her, silly girl.
I gave it right back and all was well with the world.
Ireland viking horn hat courtesy of dad.