It started raining this afternoon - hard enough that I thought I better go pick Cory up from the bus stop. He doesn't appreciate it when I make him walk in the rain. He comes in the front door all wet and glares at me. He's sweet, but it's not like he's going to melt. But I thought I'd be a nice mom and pick him up. It's true - once in a while, I'm actually a nice mom.
Then, right about the time I needed to leave, I noticed that it had stopped raining - so I went out to the mailbox just to be sure. It's sprinkling a little, but nothing major. I didn't melt. The boy can walk. Now we're all good, as long as it doesn't decided to start pouring on him halfway home.
Yep, he's home and he's not even wet!
We had good timing with rain yesterday too - it started right after we got in the van from Abby's soccer practice, rained all the way to church and had mostly stopped by the time we got there, thank goodness! :)
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