A mist appeared on the windshield as we drove down the hill. We can work through that, I thought. I parked at Ebright as the only other car drove away. "Wimps!" I said to Laine. We walked out to the playtoy under a big golf umbrella as the rain came down a little more. We stopped under the picnic shelter and I hesitated. This was not swinging weather.
If you read my title, it's needless to say that the rain didn't let up, and Laine didn't get to swing. There was quite a bit of whining, some sneaking off towards the swings (as if I wouldn't see!) and general disappointment from my peanut. But that's life--we don't always get what we want when we want it. I was just hoping to hold off from teaching that lesson so early.
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