We had a terrific thunderstorm a few days ago and it woke Bun up in the middle of the night. He was scared and couldn’t sleep so we snuggled on the couch in the middle of the night while the storm raged. We sang songs, told each other’s stories. Bun’s story that he likes to tell is simple
“Once upon a time there was a digger. He lived on a job site with his mama. Digger played with the ball. There was a boss man. I am a boss man. I build things too.”
Thats it, thats the whole story. I think I’ve got it down word for word.
Anyway, after four hours, as the storm subsided we finally fell back asleep. We woke to up more dark skies, but lovely big puddles all over our neighborhood. And so we did what everyone should, spent our morning splashing and jumping in every puddle.
Very few things make little boys happier than hours of puddle jumping.