Pretending to Smile, but Sort of Almost Glaring
These are from a week or two ago (on a different rainy day), since lately we have been monsooned (not quite as badly as Nashville) and windy, and therefore the prospect of playing outside has been less than enthralling. (Notably, that decline in enthusiasm is exclusive to Me, however, and not The Boy, and he continues to beg excitedly to go "oss-eye" on a regularly scheduled basis and there is much weeping and gnashing of teeth when I try to explain rain to him and why we are not going to play oss-eye today but if he will please stop mourning the lack of sunshine and claiming an impending vitamin D deficiency we might venture out to the mailbox when the deluge dies down since postpeople pride themselves on their painfully weather-resistant delivery of all my bills and adverts; despite the fact that I am not sure, what with all the clouds and overcastness, not to mention his coat, that he will be getting any vitamin D out of the venture.)
The end.
