foray into the land of yes

All quiet on the western front.

Mom! It looks like rain! Can we play in the tent in the rain?

[check weather: partly cloudy, 10% chance of rain.]

You can play in the tent, but I don’t think it’s going to rain.

But if it does? Can we stay out there?

Oh, probably.

[cue repeated mad dashes up and down the stairs for pillows! blankets! books! sweatshirts! soft friends and a lego airplane!]

I felt a drop! It’s going to rain soon! Everybody in!

[quiet reading of books in tent.]

[watch hands of clock tick tick tick. check weather again: cloudy, 0% chance of rain. crack open a book of my own, why don't I.]

Mom? It doesn’t look like rain anymore.

Not really.

Can we still play in the tent?

Oh yes.
 
 
Sometimes rolling with it works just fine.
 

This was supposed to be a picture of baby feet, but he moved out of the frame just as I clicked. Tell me you're surprised.