Since moving to the Pacific Northwest many years ago, I've become somewhat accustomed to the rain. I still don't like it, but I'm now prepared for it with my designer rain boots and rain coat and lack of umbrella so I don't look like a tourist. The one thing I'm unsure I'll ever become accustomed to is the fact that my children love the rain. And, when I say love , I mean that they would prefer for days to be rainy so that they can go outside and splash in the puddles or run around and get wet. So, what does a rain-loving child do when weeks go by with no rain? Well, they make it themselves. A rain-loving child wakes up sometime before 4:30 am, escapes from his baby-proofed and booby trapped room. He goes downstairs without waking anyone. He then finds both stoppers for the double kitchen sink, turns on the faucet and – as Elsa would sing – LETS IT GO! And, boy, does it go! It fills the sink until it sloshes over the edge cascading do...
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