Dancing in the Rain

It was raining. My 9-year old granddaughter said, “Hey PopPop, let’s dance in the rain.” I responded with, “No, Parker. We’ll get soaking wet.” She responded, “Please, PopPop.” In my 79 year old wisdom, I said, “No, Parker. You’ll catch your death of cold.”

We went into the garage, pulled up a couple of chairs and watched the rain. She got up and put her…