DAILY SNACK
He wore shorts and a t-shirt and rain boots.
We left through the back door to get to the car.
There, as I knew there would be,
Was the widest, deepest puddle a kid could imagine.
Any bigger and we could fish in it.
“Be careful. If you jump too hard, your shorts will get wet.”
But he was off — and it was a mighty splash.
“Oh no … my shorts are soaking wet …”
Yes, dear. They are.