Rain

Yesterday, it rained and all our boys could think of was going out to play and all I could think of was why that was a bad idea. It got me thinking of my childhood and how I used to love jumping in puddles and not having a dry inch on my body.

That got me to ask a question: When did I start trying to avoid the rain? It was when I started caring more about my appearance, somewhere around the 5th grade because that was when I started using hair gel. Then that got me thinking that that trade off was a bad deal. Freeing moments of joy are far more worthy/valuable than other people thinking I look good.