playing in the rain

My youngest son and I went to the gym first thing this morning.

When we left the gym, it was raining.

“Look at that puddle. Go jump in it.”

Splash. Splash. Giggles.

My youngest son and I ran to the store to pick up a few things.

When we left, it was still raining.

“Look at that puddle. Go jump in it.”

Splash. Splash. Giggles.

When my youngest son and I got home, I asked him to get the newspaper and recycling bin from the curb.

It has stopped raining.

“See that huge puddle. Go jump in it.”

Splash. Splash. Giggles.

“But no. The newspaper doesn’t get thrown in the puddle.”

Splash. Splash. Giggles.

How about you?  Do you see that puddle over there?

Go jump in it. Then wait. You will hear it too.

Splash. Splash. Giggles.

I’m attempting to take part in the “The Fifth Annual Slice of Life Story Challenge” through the month of March. The challenge is run by Two Writing Teachers.

4 thoughts on “playing in the rain

  1. Maria says:

    Love it, Jess!

    I was at the bookstore today with the boys. A little girl was in line with her grandmother in front of us. As they were getting ready to leave, the grandmother said, “put your jacket on, it’s raining”.

    She giggled and said, “But I like the rain!”

  2. says:

    Sounds like the perfect day. You and your son were able to spend time together. I loved the way you captured the beauty of childhood and splashing in the puddles. Isn’t it nice when our children help us to go back to those simple things we enjoyed when we were younger. I thought the repetitive line of your poem, “splash, splash, giggle,” really helped to make your point.


  3. says:

    Great skill here to build a larger metaphor (what jumping in the puddle may represent) so naturally. Bravo!

    For some reason, I kept reading this as “Splish. Splash. Giggle.” Not sure why!

    Sweet slice! 🙂

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