Rows And Rows Of Big Dark Clouds.

Here has been my daily routine for the last three days: Rain rain rain rain rain rain rain oh wait it's clearing up hurry and get your shoes... wait, rain rain rain rain rain. So what a mom to do when all she hears all day is incessant whining that makes her eardrums bleed? Embrace the rain, say screw it and let your three year old go outside in her pajama top, skirt, and rain boots and get absolutely soaking, dripping wet.















She told me last night at bedtime that it had been the best day of her "whole, wide life".