Monday is my son's 10th birthday.  His party was planned for the day before, at our local Chuck E. Cheese.  My god, was this boy excited!

Then came the freezing rain...

In what my English teacher would call pathetic something or other, the freezing rain caused the cancellation of the Chuck E. Cheese trip, which led to another kind of rain - a little boy's tears...

But wait - this is supposed to be a note about a positive...

Imagine you're a boy turning 10.  Your parents tell you that the party trip to Chuck E. Cheese has to be cancelled because it's not safe to drive the half hour in freezing rain.  Then they tell you the party will still go on as planned, but at your house instead, and they'll re-schedule the Chuck E. Cheese part of it to next Friday afternoon.

One party becomes Two parties...  and now my son loves freezing rain...