It’s been a long time since the kids have had to contend with a truly rainy day.
They settle into their new “office”, fashioned the day before by Daddy and Papa as part of this year’s Christmas rearrangement. They pass thirty minutes playing hangman on the new whiteboard. But, limited vocabularies drive them to other pursuits.
They cut diamonds. They write, “I love Daddy”, “I love Papa”, “I love Fisher”, I love Boston”, “I love Quincy”, and “I love Kohl”, one one each. Out comes the glue stick. They string them together into a streamer. They ask Daddy how to spell “by.” Cory writes, “By Cory.” They argue over whether it should say just “and Fisher” or “and Fisher (helping)” because Cory isn’t sure that Fisher’s contributions warrant shared full credit. Fisher reminds her that he cut the diamonds.
FLASH! BOOM! RUMBLE!
Eyes go wide. They stare at Daddy.
F: Was that lightning?
C: Is this a thunderstorm, Daddy?
D: Well, now it is. It’s now officially a thunderstorm.
F: Because that was thunder?
C: What the what!?
F: In California!?
C: It’s like we’re in Missouri or something!
After a hundred questions about thunder and lightning, they get back to the diamond streamer.
F: But, Cory, I cut all those diamonds, so…
C: No, you didn’t cut them all. Daddy cut the first one, Fisher.
F: Well, I cut the rest. I cut the rest of them, Cory. So, I shouldn’t just be “helping” or something.
He’s got her. Full credit is given. The final product is ready for presentation to Daddy. The rain looks to last all day. Creativity will be tested…