So, when the rain let up, we put on his new firefighter rain boots and some already mud-stained pants and went on a "Mud Puddle Hunt." I made it clear that I didn't want to get wet or muddy but that he could jump as much as his little heart desired. First, we walked up and down our block. Since we're at the top of a little hill, we didn't encounter any good puddles. Next, we headed to the park. Jackpot!
After about 45 minutes of solid mud puddle hunting, finding, jumping and splashing, we headed home. He got stripped down at the door (I had left an old towel there before we left), headed straight up to the tub for a quick wash, ate lunch and is now sound asleep.
I can't remember how well I did with my resolutions last spring but I'd say we're off to a great start this spring!