It's raining, it's pouring, our day is so boring...
So, we plan our first-ever family camping trip for this weekend, and the heavens open in a way they haven't since the animals lined up two by two.
It's not that I mind camping in the rain; it's not like we're really camping, since we reserved a screen shelter which has not only a roof but a cement floor. What I'm dreading is being trapped inside that screen shelter for two days with a teen, a preteen, and a toddler. Oh, and a tends-to-get-grumpy husband.
I'll just have to keep asking myself, "what would the Brady Bunch do"?