The Boy loves family fun night. I'm not sure why, since he plays with his cousin all the time, but he starts looking forward to it while we're still walking home from Fun Night.
Last night Family Fun Night was supposed to be at the local pool - I think my cousin got tired of having a zillion people over for dinner every Wednesday. The Boy was especially excited. He's been talking about it for days. And yesterday evening, The Boy was dressed in his suit and swimshirt and crocs and jumping up and down in the entry way yelling Come on! Come on! Let's go! when the phone rang. It was my cousin, letting us know that the pool had closed because of thunderstorms, and Family Fun Night was canceled.
The Boy was inconsolable. He cried non-stop for an hour. Even ordering pizza for dinner didn't cheer him up. What makes it particularly sad is that we have had such a dry spring so far...it hasn't rained in weeks and weeks. We finally had a huge stormfront move through on Tuesday, but it wasn't supposed to rain yesterday. In fact, as I was driving home from work, the weather guy on the radio said that there was a very very small chance of small isolated thundershowers forming...and of course one formed right over our neighborhood. Seriously, it wasn't even raining on the other side of the street.
So anyway, today The Boy has some sort of thing going on at camp. He's supposed to wear his bathing suit. And the weather guy just said that a line of thunderstorms is headed this way and will be here by noon.