Spring Rain

My friend T has a parenting philosophy that goes something like this: say yes whenever possible. It's an approach that I wholeheartedly embrace. Life is just better if you get to do some things that seem like they will be fun, even if your mama thinks it's not particularly sensible. Thus it was that JT finished up his homework yesterday afternoon, pulled on his rain gear (including the pirate rain boots) and headed outside to play in the rain.

An hour later, he was a wet and muddy little boy. Sopping wet, actually. And when he'd successfully vanquished the bad guys who occasionally live in our back yard, he came back inside the house, shed his dripping clothes and muddy boots and promptly slipped into a warm (indoor) shower.
If there is one thing that a freshly washed, clean smelling little boy needs, it's freshly baked cookies. So I fired up the mixer and while the spring rain continued to fall, I stirred up a batch of cinnamon sugar butter cookies. JT helped, of course.....someone had to lick the beater.
Not a bad way to start the week.