Yesterday started like any other.
My coffee maker broke. And I fixed it with a toothpick.
Hayden was "Cranky Hayden".
(for those who know that phrase, you understand.)
We left the house to run errands.
And it rained.
It rained like the you were standing under Niagara Falls.
Then it would stop for 2 minutes. Then start again.
It was kinda fun in the beginning.
But then I realized I had 3 kids with me in flip flops.
When I got home from my errands it was raining so hard I couldn't get out of the car.
We don't have an attached garage.
(one of the small things I miss about Vegas.)
So we stayed in the car.
2 of my kids slept.
1, won her first game of solitaire on my phone.
Then suddenly it all just stopped.
And we were greeted with this.
For those who can't tell, that's my street, under a foot and a half of water.
Like hibernating animals waking up to spring, the children (and adults too) emerged to do what was beckoning us...
When a car would come, and yes some people drove in this, it would make waves for all of the boogie boards.
Sadly, I don't have pictures of my girls on their boogie board.
I was too worried of dropping the camera.
And too frazzled from the 10 minute search for their swimsuits. The suits were hiding from me.
So close your eyes and picture a 1 year old trying to pull her big sister through the water.
Now picture the baby dunking her head in the water like it's the bath tub.
Now how about mommy wanting to bath her in Purel.
Priceless.
The best part was that I have a memory about the same thing. It is one of the my favorites, and now my girls have it too.