Big Sis came home from school this afternoon and, after a snack and checking to be sure all homework was done, I convinced the girls to go outside for a bit. That was a mistake. Shortly after arriving at the playground, the skies opened up and poured buckets of rain on us. There were no warning sprinkles. One minute it was overcast but pleasant, the next minute we found ourselves in a deluge. I grabbed L'il Sis, threw her into the wagon, and ran for home while yelling at Big Sis to run home. Usually, when L'il Sis sees rain she sings, "It's raining/ it's pouring/ the old man is snoring/ bumped his head/ and didn't get up 'til morning!" Today, she screamed because she was getting wet (she doesn't enjoy getting her face wet in the bath and this was like a power shower!). By the time we made it to the garage, we were all soaked. So, plan B, everyone was bathed and dressed in PJ's a short time later. And I decided I could hobble something together for dinner instead of going out.
Well, let's hope we have nowhere to go but up from here.