Rain, rain, go away

Today's photos are black and white because I feel kinda gray after all this danged rain. It's hard to deal with an active (very active) toddler when you're stuck inside all the time.

We went to the story time at the library yesterday and on my way, I dimly recalled that the story hour was going to be cancelled for a concert by a local band called The Pixie Stix. It seemed like a kinda amateurish band and Anna Marie (librarian extraordinaire!) had had them before, she said, and they were kinda small potatoes compared to the "big" names in kids bands. (none of whom I've heard of, so I will refrain from citing them.)

So i figure instead of our usual 10 adults and 15 kids, we might get 20 adults and 30 kids.

Wow, was I wrong. Had to be 150 kids and adults there. It was a munchkin mob scene. They band was good, though their set was a little too long for the audience's attention. (And for my hips! I've discovered that sitting on a concrete floor in half lotus while trying to keep a 15 mo old from hugging everyone until they cry is hard on my hips.)

It was fun, but it wasn't the kind of energy release she needed. Nor, apparently, was the story hour at Porter Square today. She wanted to run and play, which is fine, but she also wanted total control of Porter, the stuffed dog, and the giant bear, and the book carousel, and the hardbacks, and the toy food, and... well, you get the picture. We left after 15 minutes.

What she really needs is an hour at the playground. Which is covered in two inches of standing water. Cold standing water. And she still can't walk in her puddle boots. So, no playground.

Which means I need chocolate in medicinal doses. And I'm not getting it. Sigh.