On Sunday we just stayed home and played with the big man. It was mid-afternoon and I realized I took no photos of Max all weekend, so we busted out the camera during sticker and coloring time to get a couple photos.
Besides this, I also got caught in the rain on the mountain. It was nap time, which means it's mommy's workout time. I put on my shoes to head to the mountain when I looked out the back door and noticed the clouds were pretty dark. Out the front door toward the mountain it was sunny and nice. So I asked my weatherman (aka Andy) if he thought it was going to rain. He checked his super star weather app that he is addicted to and told me no it's not going to rain, and his app is very reliable. So, I headed up the mountain and halfway through my hike/run it started to sprinkle and this very cold wind came blowing in. Soon it started to pour down cold rain. I was not thrilled. I was about 30 minutes from getting home. Ten minutes into getting soaked Andy texted me saying that he thinks IT IS going to rain. Great! Thanks for the heads up! As I was freezing and getting drenched on the mountain I could see Andy at home laughing about all of this. I totally wouldn't have minded if the rain was warm and there was not freezing cold (AZ cold) wind blowing through. By the time I got home I was soaked all the way through and just shivering cold. I walked through the door and Andy was on the couch trying to hold in his laughter...but then he just let it out. I told him how much his weather app sucks and it's not as accurate as he thinks it is. This mamma was not super thrilled.