Rainy days are for yellow raincoats, ducky shoes, and clear umbrellas with ladybug dots.  They’re for crazy straws in chocolate milk, grilled cheese triangles dipped into a pool of tomato soup.  Card games.  Jacks.  Watching The Goonies.  Smocks and easels with finger painting.  Snack time.  Amelia Bedelia story time with a magic lantern in the library.   

Back in kindergarten, I wore plastic baggies over my socks, so slipping my feet into and out of the rain booties came with ease.  Now, my jeans are too long for booties, so I’m forced to either roll the bottoms with appropriate shoes, feeling ugly indoors, or I can barefoot brave it in five inch Choos—they don’t exactly go with socks—and True Religion Jeans because I have an event to photograph tonight. Every time I try the whole rolling of the jeans thing, I get caught unrolling them at the office. 

“Nice thong.” 

Someone’s still in Kindergarten… pass the crayons.