Calming Down at Bedtime

The descent begins at about 3.30, I suppose. Sometimes I want it to rain during the school run, as that means I can keep Secundus in his pushchair and march along through the puddles, unencumbered.

If it isn't raining, it usually will have been at some point in the day, and there are plenty of wet places for Secundus to drag the bottoms of his trousers through. Being in the buggy prevents him from going on strike half-way to school and lying down on the pavement, silently, with mournful eyes, until I have to carry him the rest of the way over my shoulder. So rain is good.