So Much Rain

I still do this.  By "this", I mean sprawl all over Daddy and the couch.

It's raining all the time.

I know Mommy doesn't like to go out in the rain,

so I don't make her.

Mommy edit: False. I prefer not to go out in the rain, but I will for the dogs.  Sloan, on the other hand, is convinced she'll melt.  Because of this she owns two raincoats: one winter and one summer. She's still so dramatic about it I keep threatening to get her a bucket hat or Doggles.

Since we've been inside,

Mommy's been looking at old pictures of me.

She shows them to me, 

as if I forgot what I used to look like:

the same adorableness, just with a darker mask.

Silly Mommy.