A good twenty minutes.

Today was a terrible, no good, horrible bad day. Non-stop rain, blah blah blah.

Poop in the carpet.

But we did go out for a twenty minute walk when the rain slowed to mist. We all just walked and talked like a group of walking, talking people.

It was a good twenty minutes.

Too bad the rest of the day was nine hours and 40 minutes of the three of us and seventy million raindrops. And poopy nappies, each one necessitating me being a crabby ass mother trying to stop yet more poop from flying.

I hope it’s sunny tomorrow.

(but don’t they look CUTE?)

Tags: rainy days, walking