Day One.
A light sprinkle.
Day Two.
Heavier rain to wet our faces.
Day Three.
Real Puddles to play in. Maybe too much....
That last puddle was too big For Cyrus. Now his "sock gloves" are all wet. He went inside for a warm bath after this.
People say that if I moved back to the Pacific North West that I wouldn't enjoy the rain so much.
I don't think so.
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