Rainy Days

Unlike Amy, I hate rainy days. Their only redeeming quality is that it means that I get to break out the Cocomotion. I usually don't have love affairs with inanimate objects, but I might just make an exception for this bad boy.

So a couple of weeks ago it was rainy. Charlie was at school, Macy was down for a nap, and Dylan had just finished jumping in puddles. I thought the best way to celebrate was a nice frothy cup of hot chocolate. Guess what? I was right. Perfection in a mug.