Rain, glorious rain. Brrr, it's cold, it's cloudy, it's rainy, it actually feels like winter.
Laurel, Ian and I decide to venture out and experience rain, a rare occurrence in our neck of the woods. Coats on, umbrellas opened, stroller cover on, and we head out to get the mail and walk around the block. Laurel is not fond of the stroller cover and throws a fit when I first try to put it on. I can't really blame her, kind of scary to be enclosed like that. Once we get outside and it's raining around her, she calms down and starts to enjoy herself. Ian giggles with glee when he realizes he gets to hold his own umbrella.
Tonight, Paul is off to a friend's birthday party while I stay home with the kids. Alright everybody, join in for my very own pity party. Ready, one, two, three, awwww...NOT! I'm taking the opportunity to do something for myself. I read The Devil Wears Prada a couple months ago. It was a funny, mindless read, that was a great escape from everyday life. Anyway, I rented the DVD to watch tonight. So without further ado, I bid thee goodnight and happy weekend!