Singing in the Rain

The other morning I went to the grocery store with Zachary; leaving Derek to take care of the rest of the kids. While I was out, it started to pour down rain and drenched Zachary and I as we headed into the store. On the way home it was still raining hard, as I pulled into our cul-de-sac; I was surprised to see children outside playing, and thought to myself "who would let their kids play outside in this weather?!" Upon closer inspection I saw that they were in fact MY children!! They come running up to me, soaked. When I ask them why they were playing outside in the rain- the response... "Dad said we could!" Of course he did. So I had the joy of herding the kids inside, where muddy footprints filled my carpet, and stripped them naked and sent them to the shower. When I asked Derek why he let them play outside, he said " I always played outside in the rain when I was a kid, they were fine." Oh they were fine, but mom cleaning up the mess and doing the laundry was not fine. Why is it that mom always suffers the consequences? Next time , I will just turn the van around and hit the local frozen yogurt shop instead. At least that way I can come home with a treat in my belly.