Rain, rain, go away, come again another day…and bring Tylenol. And four extra sets of hands. And a bag of patience. And a box of pinto grigio. Yes I said box. And a bucket of ice cream. And a bag of something salty — anything, I’m not picky.
It’s summer, it’s soggy, and the natives are growing restless. Thankfully my kids are rather creative natives.
This morning I found them in my daughter’s bedroom doing a puzzle. I didn’t question their methods. I simply took a photo and reversed quietly out of the room.
