Driving Through Puddles: Making Memories the "Bad Mom" Way

My mom started something with the puddles. When I was sixteen and licensed to drive, I spent an entire afternoon with a friend searching out and driving fast through puddles. Spinning wheelies in puddles. Opening my station wagon's sun roof and trying to angle the puddle into the car. Yes, I obsess about puddles. So imagine my inner-glee when my kids and I were driving the other day on a suburban street, close to Seattle, where torrential downpours are our middle name. There it was....more
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