Look what you forced me to do.
Painting.
With my 15 month old cyclone.
Inside.
Call me a bad parent, but after that experience (which involved a bath and full soaking of all participant's clothing) we put our gumboots and raincoats on and went singing in the rain.
My girl's response? Well, she was happier than a pig in mud.
Happy Friday people.
Stay dry, drink some lovely red wine & tell folk tales about the drought of yesteryear.
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