Rain rain

We may have gotten a tad wet at Regan's game recently. In the end, I had to let Lincoln stomp in puddles, run around and let the rain hit his head. Because as another parent commented "pick your battles". He wanted nothing to do with an umbrella, and though he wore  his coat, he refused to leave his hood up.

 

And when he insisted on messing with Ryan's lemonade, I figured "what the heck!" Might as well add stickiness to his wet clothes. 

We were drenched!