We push the kids outside to play in-between rainy times, but often all they can do is ride bikes on the driveway because the yard is a muddy mess.
I love rain. I could appreciate and be happy with rain 1 or 2 times per week. It means that I have to drag out the hose and water the gardens less. It means soft green grass. It means puddles that kids can jump into and cuddly times inside doing inside things together. I am worried that once this rainy season finally ends, we won't see rain the rest of the summer as our grass turns brown and crunchy and I am hosing down the plants every other day.
Moderation.
Anyhow, enough complaints about the weather. I promise I won't complain when it is too hot.
The picture below was taken yesterday, on one of our 3 dry days.
Can you find the bookworm?
Hint: the bookworm is not the little guy on the right |
There she is:
Juney B Jones wasn't around when I was this age, but I know I did read in trees a lot. I love this girl!! |
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