Free-range toddler

I know we are beyond spoiled to have a fully fenced backyard.  When the weather is nice, I have a happy "free-range" Nugget all afternoon and evening.  I slather him with sunscreen so he smells like a delicious coconut (like I need another reason to kiss those luscious baby cheeks), then turn him loose.  We play fetch with Doggie.  We blow bubbles and doodle with chalk.  We scoop, dig, and splash in the sand/water table.  I push him on his trike.  We lie on our backs under the tree and look up at the squirrels and birds - the danger of being pooped on is minimal compared to the moment of peace.  The best part is when I retreat to my lawn chair and watch him continue to explore and discover on his own.  Ah, this is the life.

Except now that he is used to his free-range afternoons, of course it's been raining for 4 days straight.