We took a family bike ride a couple of weeks ago. The day was overcast, but not raining. Until we started riding. Happily, we were all prepared for inclement weather: we all had waterproof jackets and pants on. Nobody seemed to mind the rain, and we just hung all our outer clothes to dry when we got home.
Amusingly, as we headed for our car after the ride, we encountered a couple of people taking a walk. “Oh, out even in the rain! My goodness!” they said. I merely smiled and refrained from pointing out to them that they were out in the rain, too.
Yesterday, I told the kids we should go for a walk. Both Hannah and Naomi thought they’d prefer a bike ride, so I acquiesced. I even put Sim on the tricycle that has a seat belt and push bar, so all the kids could ride and I could walk. We all had on waterproof jackets and the kids had their waterproof pants. I thought we’d be okay, though, because although it had rained most of the morning, it had cleared up and even been sunny during quiet time.
We got to the trail, and it started to drizzle. By about 15 minutes into the ride, it was coming down steadily. This didn’t faze the kids at all, not even Sim. We got back to the car about 30 minutes after we started and we were WET.
We got home just in time, too. As soon as we were home and dried off…the sun came out.
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