After this, it seemed like a great time to give baby booda a bath, outside, in one of the many holes (now filled with water) that Copper has dug in our backyard.

But there's nothing like a good nap on a wet day, listening to the raindrops fall on the roof and the sound of the dirty bathmat in the washing machine, baby booda in the dryer, and dreaming of muddy puddles and sunny days to come.