“Cara is not a dinosaur.” Before I can sulk and ask why, his eyes light up. A raincoat emerges, followed by splash pants, rain boots, and an umbrella, all with the same dinosaur pattern. “Cara, look!” He climbs to his feet, jumping up and down, hugging his coat to his chest. “I put it on now,” he says, immediately tugging the splash pants on, stepping into the boots, giving Mémère a close-up when he’s done. “Look, Ma-bear! Look at me!” “I am looking at you, happy boy. You shine just like the sun. The rain clouds won’t stand a chance against you.” “Thank you, Ma-bear.” He wraps his arms around
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