It was a slightly misty morning. I am more happy to take the babies out on a misty morning, than on a heat advisory morning. They looked at me like it was snow to the rooftops, the babies did. The very same babies that love to go outside on a sunny day, were afraid of the mist. Not all two year olds, they had learned a fear of the mist, similar to my problem with the fog. It took ten minutes and they were completely engrossed in this new and wondrous element. The bubbles mostly fall to the ground and few of them fly.
We stomped the bubbles, instead of chasing them. The clothes were soaked by the time we got inside and the shoes were sopping. We overcame a huge fear of mist, I hope.
