It rained a lot last week.
And I really do mean that it rained a lot.
There was so much rain that it triggered what mom and dad called a 100 year flood.
Mom says that doesn’t mean it happens every 100 years, just that there is a 1 in 100 chance that it could happen in a given year…. at least that is what she said. I don’t know what she means.
All I know is that dad wouldn’t let me play with ducky in the new giant pool at the bottom of our road.
We are safe and dry up on our hillside, and counting our blessings. Mom and Dad said to remember that a lot of people were not so fortunate.
Maybe I could send them my ducky?