The cure for the rainy day blues is to have a 21 month old come play for a few hours. R disappeared while I was folding laundry and when I walked into my room, this is how I found her (in my bed). If only she was a snuggler, I would have crawled in too.
However, she has more energy than anyone I know and decided that pretending to fall on my bed was way more fun than pretending to sleep.
I also introduced her to Barney. (Why do I still know all the songs?) She checked out K's sunglasses. And looked out the window every once in awhile to make sure it was still raining. She reminds me of Linus with her blankie.
I also recommend that your little ray of sunshine wear a groovy shirt.