U is for Umbrellas

Ok, so this is somewhat related to my Sunday Snapshot so I'll try not to be repetitive.

The boys are addicted to umbrellas.  They always have been.  I've never been able to understand their fascination with them.  Rain or shine, inside or out, they beg to play with them.  Constantly.  I'll be honest and even divulge that many a fit have been thrown over umbrellas and their inability to play with them whenever they want.  Now, I blogged in my Sunday Snapshot post that I loved playing in the rain but I never had the love for umbrellas that the boys have.  So I don't even know where it comes from.

The more I think about it though, it could be written off as "boys will be boys", to an extent.  A closed umbrella very closely resembles a sword/lightsaber/rifle.  And yes, the boys have used their umbrellas as any combination of the aforementioned weapons.  They also just enjoy running around with them open, swinging them around.  I've long since stopped trying to explain what they do and why.  I guess that's part of the fun of being a kid.  Just playing.  Anything.  With anything.  Simple joys.  Sometimes I wish adult life could be so easily solved and enjoyed.  Alas, it can't but I can get enjoyment out of watching them be kids.  Regardless of rhyme or reason!

Jack and his umbrella!

All is well, under our umbrella ella ella eh eh eh, in Drosche Land.