Well, it wasn’t really as strong around our place as it was expected to be. Which I’m very thankful for because I didn’t feel like mopping up puddles all weekend. But it meant we were cooped up in the house all day. I know how to entertain my daughter, and I have special toys hidden away for such emergencies. However, my son seems to think that unless he takes a gabillion walks a day in his stroller, he is being severely mistreated. I wasn’t about to take him out in the storm, but he was appeased somewhat by being able to watch the action through the window.
My husband took the picture, and he told me I would like it because “It’s dark.”