A matter of perspective

If you check today's date on the Internet Interactive Pregnancy Calendar, you'll see that today is a good day to pack a bag for the impending birth. Ha! If they only knew...

Today we had a thunderstorm. It was brief, but it brought a lot of rain and enough thunder and lightening to interrupt Amelia's nap. Shortly after the storm, the skies became remarkably clear and the weather got warm.

Amelia had been grouchy all day, so though I wanted her to be able to walk around a bit after dinner, I did not feel like taking her out in public. Instead, I decided to let her wander around our familiar apartment complex. When I saw that one of Amelia's favorite spots to play had turned into a giant puddle, I thought she would be disappointed that she couldn't play there without getting wet. I also thought about all the blood-sucking mosquitoes the puddle would produce.

Amelia had no such concerns. She loved walking though the muddy puddle that had settled on her favorite bit of lawn. She kept walking back and forth, back and forth through the puddle soaking her pants and socks. She kept asking me to accompany her, but I politely declined. I'm just not interested in muddy wet socks.

Eventually, I had to pick Amelia up and carry her away from the water. Funny, but we had the same experience at the beach when Amelia got soaked to the bone with freezing ocean water. She cried when we carried her away from the beach. Maybe Amelia's really part mermaid?

Lisa