Water

Mr. Mister loves water. He loves drinking it, bathing in it, swimming in it, splashing in it, stomping in it, dumping it, playing in it, looking at it, and anything else that has to do with it. It rained all last night, so today we went stomping in puddles. He liked saying, "Stomp feet in water!" (we've also been singing If You're Happy and You Know It so he's a pro at stomping his feet.) He also has to dump out any rain water that collects in the wagon or on the chairs outside.

The highlight of today was when we filled a shallow plastic storage bin with water and made our own little water table in the backyard. There was a little miscommunication, however, as I sent Daddy out with Mr. Mister to play in the water while I made dinner. I imagined them filling up and dumping out cups of water and splashing with their hands. But when I looked out the window, they were both drenched and Mr. Mister was sitting in the water having a blast. Oh well, they had lots of fun. Mr. Mister stopped to eat dinner, but nothing could get him inside afterwards. All he wanted to do was play in the water. He kept crying in desperation, "more water, in water, in water, more water!"

Daddy tried to teach him that pruny hands = time to go inside. I don't think it worked.