One of those rainy days
as I was very occupied with my sewing
my son ran over to me
and said "Mom, Where are my rain boots"
In my distracted state I mechanically reply
" In the hall closet"
He ran away with a cheerful"OK!"
Some time past....
.....
I hear loud squealing.
Upon farther investigation..
I found this:
I said "Sebastian Lee Miller
Come in at once!"
Ok actually probably more like:
" What In the tar nation are you doing?!"
And then I said "wait, wait, let me take some pictures first.:)
( I figured if he was going to get hypothermia it would've happened already:))
Ok, bad joke.
It just makes me sound like a bad mom.
Ok enough with the boring dialog
To make a long story less long
We stripped him down right there on the front porch
Teeth a-chattering
He said " Mom, I'm cold"
Really?!
So
anyhew,
I'm not sure how to end this
riveting story
hmm..
other than..
maybe..?
THE END ?
While the pictures may be somewhat entertaining,
I fear my post may not be...
HmmmMaybe the next one will be a winner...
Oh by the way,
This is how I felt on the rainy day:)