Went to the pool for a few hours until we were rained out. I felt one drop, told the kiddo it was time to go, and didn't even have time to get back to the chair to gather my stuff before it started POURING.
I decided to enjoy the moment and dance around in the rain as we were walking back home. E was not amused. Rather than join me, he informed me that it wasn't very smart to dance in the rain in a parking lot and that it wasn't his fault if I was hit by lightning.
Thanks, Captain Buzzkill.
(July 3, 2010)
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