Thanks to pensitivity101(Di) for the inspiriation (I just read her post). Thanks to Fandango for this fun prompt.
As kids we would put on our bathing suits , rubber boots and rush outside in the street at summer rain. Puddles were a joy! A downpour became a river between the curbs. Fun days!
My son had rubber pants to play outside when he was a little wee one. If there was anything that resembled water he was right there in it. The rubber pants did nothing. He had a stream of water flowing inside those pants, and full puddles pouring out of his boots. Then a river flowed in the entrance hallway as he dropped his clothes there, continued on entering the house with socks that could clean up the kitchen floor in a few sliding steps.