Wopes

We have endured rain and rain and rain.  Flooded crop fields, muddied ruts in the driveway, running water in the basement... and everyone is affected, especially moms who would much rather be outside with the children.  So when there IS sun on the ground, the kids and I are out the door, usually taking long strolls through our quiet streets mid-morning.

F:  Look at that!  A wing!  In a wee!
G:  It won't fall down.  It has a wope.  The wope will hold it up.
F:   Can you wing on that wing?  Way high?
G:  Oh, yea.  Tires off twactors are good for dat.

"Just Turned" three year old boys love the puddles the rain leaves behind.
G:  I got me fwee wocks!
F:  I got two.
G:  Look how they jump on the water!
F:  Look how they make big wipples!

"Just Turned" three year old boys even know who is home mid-morning and who enjoys their visits.
F:  We want to go dat way.
G:  Okay. 
F:  I want to go see Zosul.
G:  Yea!
F:  I want to get popdorn balls at Zosul's house.
G:  YEA!!!!!!
F:  Then we go over dere.
G:  Okay.
F:  We get dookies and juice at Grammy's house. 
G:  And see the dogs!
F:  And the dat!
G:  And she has twucks!
F:  And dars!
G:  YEA!!!

Most comments from "Just Turned" three year old boys end in exclamation points.  They like to pause and watch a group of landscapers carve out sections of yards.  They like noticing squirrels on telephone poles.  They like listening to the sounds effusing from a water fountain in someone's front yard and discussing whether or not you should drink from it. 

For little boys, taking a long walk, mid-morning, is a good thing after days and days of rain.  But it's even better for moms who need an "out of the box" perspective so she doesn't feel like she's at the end of her wope.