Not About Pumpkins

Today, there was a break in the rain and I decided to head to the playground. Tomorrow we're supposed to be getting the remnants of a tropical storm. I guess we're in for high winds and lots of rain. Could be power outages and stuff like that. I figured we might as well get out while we can.

Anyways, when we got to the playground the first thing that Katie ran for was the little blue slide. She loves slides.

Wouldn't you know it, there was a fine misting of rain water still on it.

She began to bang on the slide while saying, "Mama. Mama. Mama."

Sigh.

Who am I to deny her a "go" on the slide? I helped her up the steps, put her on my lap and down the slide we went.

Oh, it was slow going because my butt was busy sopping up all the water. I had to use my feet to pull us down the slide because we were stuck to the wet plastic.

As we got towards the bottom of the slide, I realized that a small puddle of rain water had accumulated. There really was nowhere else to go, but into that puddle.

I proceeded, with encouragement from Katie, to "wipe down" the other three slides at the playground.

I'll tell you, there's nothing like having a soggy ass on a crisp and breezy Fall day.

Oh, the sacrifices I make.