When Phill and the girls arrived home at 11:20pm last night, I was amazed and shocked that all three of them were perfectly dry. After all, it had rained continuously here; surely, it had rained in Williamsburg.
Apparently not.
While I was worrying that my precious daughters were soaking wet and cold trudging uphill, both ways, to the rides, three-fifths of my family were enjoying themselves. I'm quite glad that I decided not to worry and that I checked Phill's technology drawer so that I knew he hadn't brought his cell phone. Who does that these days? Forgets their mobile phone? Who? My husband. Frequently. Doesn't he know that the world could not revolve correctly if we weren't all talking on our cell phones about absolutely nothing important?
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