Another granddaughter story I'm afraid and it's rather shocking so don't read it if you have delicate sensiblities.
It was raining (again) and we're all getting rather tired of rain. My youngest grandaughter looked out of the window and said to her mother in a disgusted voice "God's crying again!" As my daughter wondered who'd told her that rain was "God crying" she noticed that L. had gone outside with her umbrella up. L. marched to the middle of the sodden lawn looked up at the sky and shouted (presumably at God) "Knock it off!"
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