This post is not about how easy it is to entertain a 19 month old on a beautiful spring day.
It is not about how opening and closing a wagon door provides loads of entertainment.
It is not about; Sit. Buckle. Stand. Repeat.
It is also not about how angry a 19 month old can get when she is denied the right to walk into the street to jump in spring puddles.
This post IS about what happens when the 19 month old falls into a sidewalk puddle…
and ends up almost naked on the couch.
It is the only picture I snapped because she was MAD that the puddle jumped right up and bit her. Once she was nakeey and fancy free she was a much happier little girl.
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