Thinking of the scene of the child chasing after the umbrella...
It really was... both hilarious and utterly pitiful.
No wonder the child had cried so aggrievedly...
"The wind was so mean."
The Child's Mom reached out and brushed the child's dripping bangs to one side.
"How could it blow Anna's umbrella away?"
"But Anna was amazing."
"She even chased the umbrella down."
The child had gotten herself into such a mess just to chase after the umbrella, hadn't she?
What a silly little girl.
She should have found somewhere to shelter from the rain first.
"Uncle stopped the umbrella."
The mushroom-haired little girl answered honestly.
If it hadn't been for the kind uncle, she wouldn't have gotten the umbrella back.
"Uncle?"
The Child's Mom understood.
"Anna was lucky."
In such awful weather, someone had been willing to help the child catch her flying umbrella.
Lucky?
The mushroom-haired little girl seemed almost stung by those two words...
"What's wrong?"
The Child's Mom keenly noticed the change in the mushroom-haired little girl's mood.
The mushroom-haired little girl opened her mouth.
"...Achoo!"
The mushroom-haired little girl let out a huge sneeze.
The Child's Mom froze.
Then she hurriedly said, "All right, all right."
"You can tell me about it later."
"Go take a bath and change your clothes first."
"You don't want to catch a cold."
The mushroom-haired little girl obediently went to take a bath.
After changing into clean, soft pajamas, the mushroom-haired little girl felt much more comfortable.
The Child's Mom dried the mushroom-haired little girl's hair.
The warm air from the hair dryer made the mushroom-haired little girl drowsy.
The mushroom-haired little girl really did fall asleep.
Looking at the sleeping mushroom-haired little girl, the Child's Mom shook