It's not raining, it's just windy

We wouldn't let my little cousin outside to play because it was raining, and he chucked a hissy fit. He ran outside shouting "it's not rainy, it's windy!" and crying as he was getting drenched. I watched him and contemplated running outside, throwing all logic out the window, and shouting "you're right! It's just windy!" and doing handstands and kung fu poses. The aura of innocence effects us all.

When we mentioned that he was going home soon, he smiled and exclaimed "Can't go home...it's rainy out there" and giggled.