The first time!

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Do you remember the very first time you went out and played in the rain? As I sat here thinking about all the little joys that I have had in my life. I got to thinking about the very simple joys and the first one that popped in my head was playing in the rain. The first time I got to go outside to play in the rain was when I was 5, my grandmother had gotten me a brand new pair of rainboots. Oh I was so excited I wanted to try them out and oh what a perfect day to receive them. It was a very steady heavy raining day, I begged my mother to let me go outside. After about an hour of me bothering her, she finally let me go out. I had the time of my life, I jumped into deep water puddles and was so excited that my feet didn't get wet. I then squished around in the grass in front of my grandparents house giggling over the sound that my boots made on the grass. Then after the rain slowed, I wondered to a big mud puddle, one of my boots stuck and I couldn't move. I became scared, I started to yell but no one could hear me from inside the house. I was behind my grandparents house at the time in the middle of the alley. Finally after getting extremely frustrated, I took my foot out of the boot then began to try and pull my boot out of the mud. I pulled and pulled then finally the mud let loose of my boot, I fell on my butt, mud squishing every where around me. I laughed even harder. Finally, I felt cold and to wet to stay outside, I decided it was time to go indoors for some hot chocolate. Well, my parents and grandparents wouldn't let me back in because I was all muddy. My mother then directed me in through the garage. I couldn't believe it, she made me wait until she had a towel to wrap me in and let me in the house. Do you have a memory like this? What was it? What did you do?