I have begun to accept the fact that it might actually not stop raining. Ever. It is marginally easier to regard this situation with cheerful resignation when I think about the fact that my children look very cute in their semi-matching rain jackets. The baby likes his very much, and regularly asks to put it on so that he can wear it around the house.
Since it seems that it will be raining always, we have been just going about our business with some expectation of being wet, and maybe a little cold. I have been letting the kids wear whatever shoes they want and haven't said a word about avoiding puddles. Really no point. Yesterday Mariam tromped through about six inches of water along the edge of the sidewalk as we walked to the farmer's market in the afternoon. It is a tiny market by any objective standards, but it is also a few hundred feet from our front door. Seriously. And we were able to get everything that we needed for dinner, including some haddock filets from a local lobsterman. Then we walked home in the rain, which took about a minute and a half.
For today's explore, we visited our new local library and got our library cards. We also grabbed a copy of Regarding the Fountain, which will likely be next in the read-aloud cue after we finish the second Mysterious Benedict Society book. I love Regarding the Fountain, and can't believe we've never read it together. Although I think it is sort of a perfect end-of-third-grade read, so perhaps that is why.
Oh, and the blur of baby in a blue rain jacket pictured above? A pretty accurate representation of what the world looks like from my point of view basically all the time these days.
