Lately, Sundays and rain go together with us like any cliche classic pairing. A few weeks ago, during a friend’s first communion, rain all day. Last week, when we were planning on having E’s birthday party, rain through most of the day. Today, when we planned to go to the pool — to squeeze in a visit before L and I head off to Polska — rain through most of the day.

The forecast: scattered showers.

The reality: endless rain. But the Boy had fun running in the rain (the little bit we let him); the girls had fun chanting “Sun! Sun! Sun! Sun!” in an endless attempt to stop the rain; and we got some more rain.

Heaven knows we need it.