Phantom Showers

My inlaws arrived last night. What better way to celebrate their earlier than expected arrival than to head to the pub for a few adult libations.

Sitting and sipping my beer, I felt a light shower of water sprinkle across my legs and arms. How strange, I thought. It was a warm, clear night so I had a hard time understanding why I felt rain on my body.

I glanced around the beer garden looking to see if a water sprinkler of sorts might have been turned on to water the plants seeing as how the sun had set and the air was cooler than the heat of the day.

Nothing seemed to be running.

I looked around the table and noticed no one else there with me was commenting on this random water.

I looked around the pub, and again, everything was as it should be.

So I sat at the table, sipping away and casually carrying on conversations with my family and admiring how my daughter was showing off her most talented skills to her Grandma--blowing spit bubbles.

And then it dawned on me.

The rain I felt was my daughter! It was the spit she was blowing from her mouth all over my legs and arms. Gross.

Kids--a never ending adventure. And hey, a beer and a shower in one...not bad.