Kiss the rain

We made a foray into town earlier for some Halloween crafty type stuff (failed) and came back with a nice new coat for The Youngest and a misjudged purchase of a ‘Fart Ninja’. Don’t ask...

Just as well really as on the walk back the heavens opened BIG TIME and we got caught in the heaviest downpour I’ve ever been out in. We were that wet in an instant that there was nothing for it but to run around and jump and splash about in puddles.

I couldn’t help but laugh when with the wind blowing a hooley and the rain lashing our faces, m’boy asked in all sincerity “Daddy, has the storm hit?”

We ran and splashed the rest of the way home and my heart burst with pride when I turned to see The Youngest running beside me, soaked to the skin, but beaming from ear to ear and declaring that this was “the best day ever”.

Whether it was improved by The Eldest working her makeup magic on her (and m’boy) and a toffee apple is anyone’s guess.