The Come Back Mum and her young explorer recently ran our Muddy Mac through it's paces on a rainy day in West London.
Today- it- rained- so- bad.
My first instinct was to boil the kettle, chain drink tea, close the curtains and bring down the blankets.
Cancel everything. My default setting.
That’s like my dream. Abandon reality. Disown it. Reality- is- rubbish.
...But my little Biddy, she likes to live. She doesn’t let a thing like heavy water pouring from the clouds get in the way of living life. I know, I know, I'm forever going on about how she teaches me so much. But it's true. Today's lesson? No one cares about your hair Mumma, just dress appropriately.
Stick on something warm and shelter from that storm. And dress appropriately she does...My wise 5- year- old.