When Mike and I were first married we used to love rainy days. We would sit around in our pajamas and watch movies all day. The goal was to not leave the apartment at all. Most of the time we were successful. Then there were the rare times that we would go out in the rain and play like we were kids :)
Now we have children and rain has a totally different meaning. Up until Zoey was about a year old she would sleep on rainy days and Mike and I could still watch movies, or nap. The older she got the less she slept in general. Thus the problem of the day, rain. Rain to a two year old means that you can't go outside. Zoey hates rainy days now hat is warm because it takes away her outside time, the ability to be able to go for a ride, and Mike and I loose all patients in the tiny quarters we live in. It's hard to entertain Zoey all day and when she can't play outside she wants our undivided attention and looses the ability to entertain herself. So we juggle our daughter and our best parenting skills are on display for the world to see (well our world).
At the end of the day we have a toddler not ready for sleep and a house that can be declared a natural disaster area.
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