It had rained for 3-4 days in a row. On Christmas Eve morning, it finally stopped (or was at least intermittent). It also had warmed up into the low 70s, so we hit the streets to play in the small streams and puddles.
It started with just George and Rose.
Then Henry joined in.
Eventually all the kids were soaked and having a great time.
A Christmas Eve bath by noon = good day.