We have had several killer rain days, including this morning. Last week, Bama really, really, really wanted to carry the umbrella as we headed to Little Owl to meet Mister for a wonderful dinner. We didn't get far this way.
Today, the rain came in fierce and fast. The roads were slick and even some of the runners pulled over for a rest. By eleven, the skies had cleared and we headed out for a quick park hit. After 20 minutes of swinging and a traveling back and forth across the bridge (a new thing for Bama), we went home for lunch and nap. I napped so hard that, once again, I did not hear Bama wake up. Good thing Sharla was home and got her out of bed. Bad Mama.