Tonight at bath time there was more water outside the bath than inside. There was very wet hair in the middle of winter. There were droplets of water cascading down the mirrors, the doors and pooling in the corners where the water will surely rot the wood. Tonight at bath time there were soaking wet towels,
On this wet and rainy Mother’s day, the kids and I donned gumboots and stepped outside to jump in puddles.
Admittedly, I jumped in a couple only (okay, one only), before I joined Duck on the sidelines and huddled under the umbrella.
There is surely no better gift on Mother’s Day (or any day) than watching