never hurt anyone. And we got some last weekend. The kids never cease to not be amazed by puddles, the worms that like to crawl slither in and die in those puddles, the nasty sappy flowers that accumulate on the ground near those puddles. And they also love to put rain gear on, unfortunately it’s May and Greta doesn’t own a pair of rain boots, and Sawyer’s have been stashed away for months. But we made do, and it was in the mid 60’s so no one froze. Except Gunnar, refused to let me photograph him in his basketball shorts because he was too cold to go outside.