Easter morning we woke up to pouring rain. It had rained almost all night and was still raining hard at 6:00 AM. Instead of sunshine for Easter we had rain, but truly that was okay with us. It hadn't rained here for weeks. The ground was hard and dry and the ponds near our house were drying up. I had been watering Anne Marie's grave each day but was having a hard time keeping it wet in the Oklahoma heat and wind, and the grass wasn't coming in. So we were glad for the rain. No one complained that it poured on and off all day on Easter Sunday.
Today it rained some more and we were thankful for it, but there is one little thing that is a bit of a nuisance when it rains so hard:
We took a break from school this morning to get Charlie all cleaned up (again -- Mary Margaret had just bathed him last night) and until the mud dries up we'll have to take him out on his leash rather than let him run free in the backyard:
Photo credits: Jack Henry Dutcher
(Are you wondering why Charlie is wearing what looks like a giant collar? It's his puppy bumper. Even after we secured our back yard and fixed the iron fence so Charlie couldn't escape, he still managed to get out and also dig under the fence to our neighbor's yard. We discovered the puppy bumper and he hasn't gotten out since. It looks a bit bulky from the picture, but Charlie doesn't mind it at all. He knows to sit by the back door and wait to get his bumper on and then he can go outside.)