For Parents, Weekend Rain is One Big Pain
I've never been a big fan of weekend rain. Sure, there was a time when I didn't see it as the worst thing in the world, and could even appreciate an occasionally soggy Saturday or Sunday morning as a perfect excuse to sleep in. But those days are long gone now that I'm a parent of a toddler -- my disdain for weekend rain has reached an entirely new level.
Don't get me wrong; I realize that rain on the weekend is a big-time bummer for almost everyone except those trying to get out of mowing the lawn, especially when it ruins your morning softball game, afternoon barbecue or the like. But only parents of young kids know the true curse of a rainy Saturday or Sunday.
Keep reading for more on why rain is such a pain for parents...
When the weather's nice, the sky's the limit on what you can do with your kid. Bring on the rain and the choices are suddenly slim to none.
The backyard? Nope. The playground at the park? Nope. A stroll through the neighborhood? Nope. A trip to the zoo? Nope. A visit to the museum?... just as soon as my boy develops anything resembling an attention span.
Cabin fever? Yep!
Listen, I like Dora the Explorer as much as the next guy who's seen it enough times that he can't stop whistling the theme song. But four episodes in two hours equals Dora overload, no matter how cute and educational she is.
The mall is always an option. But when the play-area population quadruples on a rainy day, I swear that if you squint your eyes you can actually see the germs spreading from child to child (to parent) to child. And of course there's always the one or two tykes sneezing or coughing their brains out -- please, parents, take your precious sickies home, or at least quarantine them together in a corner.
At least most malls have a garage. Let me tell you, dodging raindrops while getting in and out of the car with a diaper bag and whatever toys will keep the little one occupied while you shop for groceries is a daunting task, made no easier when your 18-month-old thinks he can do a better job holding the umbrella than you. (Strangely, I'm always the one who gets soaked.)
God willing -- many, many years from now -- the day will come that I can sleep in again. Maybe then I'll re-discover how soothing the pitter-patter of raindrops can be on a lazy weekend morning. Until then, as long as we're getting enough weekday rain to please the farmers and flowers, I'd prefer Saturday and Sunday be all about the sun.
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