Pitter patter rain drops

In the late evening after a spell of rain the smell of  wet soil ,slight breeze and clouds moving away,Isn't that the right time for a short walk .So there we set out, me and my small,naughty partner with one small purse and  a small black umbrella.Once we started out then I realised the smell of wet soil was golden,but the puddles of water need to be avoided.But my little walking partner decides puddles are more interesting when your shoes are filled  with the muddy water.I reprimand him and we walk towards our destination, a nearby temple.There are just enough people to keep walking,not too crowded.But my naughty partner decides there is enough space for me to run around ,why should I keep walking.So I decide to finish  my prayers fast and leave as soon as possible  as I have to catch up with the toddler partner.But then starts a heavy rain.We are stuck in the temple,either of wants to leave.I want to take him back safely and he wants to play with the raindrops.With great effort I restrict him to the interiors and wait for the rain to be a drizzle.Finally we open the single umbrella and walked along with the rain,enjoying it now  and relieved as we were about to reach home.