Rain, Rain...

Cable and Parker love rain. They might get that from me, because I love rain, too. But then again, they love rain for completely different reasons than I do. I love a rainy day because it's beautiful and peaceful, plus it washes my car for free and my hair usually looks pretty good. The boys, on the other hand, love rain because they know rain equals puddles and mud, two of their favorite things.

They also know that if there's no lightning and Mommy's having the kind of day where an extra boy bath won't do her in, I'll let them go out in the rain and splash around to their hearts' content. As many friends and family have already heard, often the rain will be so heavy that the little ditch running along the front edge of our yard will fill with water -- nasty, muddy, grass-and-leaf-filled, wonderful boy-water. On rare occasions, they've been known to strip down to their undies for all the neighborhood to enjoy, and plunge right in. (Even rarer are the times I've discovered this and chuckled about the so-called wonder of boys, as opposed to having a freakin' FIT out there for all the neighborhood to enjoy).

This morning we had a nice rain and, of course, even though I was still in my pajamas, we went outside to play in it. Highlights included their "great idea!" to throw leaves into the puddles like they throw pennies into fountains at the zoo or the movie theater... the leaves being their wishes. Parker wished to go to New York (just let me get my purse!) and get a Venom costume for Halloween; Cable wished that he and Parker were still babies, and they could drink with bottles again. (A couple weeks ago, we watched some home movies of them as babies... sniff sniff).



It's the little things... that's for sure.