It is raining in San Jose, there are little puddles of water on the sidewalk.
I’m walking with Vian in our neighborhood. I notice a small puddle and step over it to make sure I don’t get my shoes wet.
Vian walks right through the puddle. Stops. Turns around and jumps in the puddle for good measure and then runs over to hold my fingers as we proceed with our walk.
Wet shoes are a small price to pay for the joy of jumping in puddles. It is wonderful being a kid.