Poncho

It is raining. It has been raining all day. 

Attison wants to go outside.

No, I'm sorry. It is raining. 

But Attison wants to go outside.

Still raining bud. Sorry. You won't have fun. 

Mom! Wook! 

He is wearing a poncho. An orange poncho with dinosaurs on it. 

Eh. 

I laugh.

But...

You need shoes.

I look at his feet. He is already wearing shoes. 

Ok fine. 

Have fun!

Jenny rushes past. 

He stands at the edge of the patio. 

Jenny does a lap, comes back inside. 

You want to come in buddy?

silence

I shut the door.

He goes in the house.

He doesn't really do much in the house, although I can't really see. He is wearing a bright orange poncho though, and it isn't moving much.

He comes out of the house and stands still. 

I can see that he is talking. 

I go out to take a picture. 

Mom! Jenny pooped here!
Clean it up!

Clean up the poop Ma!
OK. Thanks.
I clean up the poop.

Mom! Jenny poops in the yard. Mommy cleans up the poop.
Yep. Mommy cleans it up alright. Even more frequently now that we have a dog poop monitor to alert us of infractions in his yard.

I go back inside.
Shut the door. (Because it is cold)

Maaaaaaaaaaa!
Ma!
Ma!
Ma!

I open the back door.
He throws the poncho in.
I want to come inside.

Dennis makes for the door.
Slam.
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!  AAAAAAHH! AAAAAAH!

No Dennis. It is raining.