So I can take a day of rain (or two or three) because I know it won't be sticking around white and cold and 6 inches deep for months at a time. And when it stops raining we can get back out there with the baby jogger, and go for a run.
Or a walk.
Or just play in the yard.
Or go to the Tripp's house.
Or . . .
The possibilities are endless when it is 50 degrees out there. Yay for spring!