Don't Wait for the Storm to Pass....Dance in the Rain!

This weekend was eventful.  Daddy was on call but, luckily, it ended up being slow so none of our plans were ruined!  I'm not sure I can remember the last time that happened.

On Saturday it was b-e-a-utiful and we took our inaugural trip to the Toledo Zoo...seeing as we're fancy members now.

Though Molly is not able to really talk yet, we really got the feeling that this lazy monkey was her favorite animal.  (Also, Ryan Flynn, when you read this DO NOT CORRECT MY REFERENCE TO MONKEY.  I don't know the actual name of this species and that is not a crime.)

It was also Funcle Bobby's birthday!! 

***NOTE: she is wearing shoes in this picture.  This is a huge deal.  She hates shoes.  Hates, hates, hates them.  When I put them on her she acts as though I've put her in a straight jacket.  Or duct tapped her to the floor.  Or hung her from the ceiling fan by her diaper.  She just cries and refuses to move her body at all.  We're working on this.  The snackies seem to help.***

Then on Sunday...it rained.  All day.  Molly was essentially traumatized by this turn of events.  She knows the "going outside" cues and has started to initiate them herself.  She will bring me a shoe.  She will point at the door.  She will point to her coat.  If I utter the word "outside" she gets her crazy goofy grin on and claps for me.  So after spending nearly all day Saturday outside she was personally offended that she couldn't do it again on Sunday.

This was our compromise.

She smiled at things.

And waved at every thing and every person that went in front of our house.

Later that day, the rain seemed to stop and Daddy took her on an evening stroll while I cooked dinner.  When they got home, they were both drenched.  It apparently had started raining again while they were walking and though he initially tried to hurry back home, she started laughing so they just enjoyed a weird wet walk.

She must have felt like it was the uber-fun meeting of her two favorite things.  Being outside and bath time.  Just wait until she meets the pool.