I L-O-V-E the rain.
The sound. The sight. The smell.
I have wishful thoughts of living in Portland or Seattle. I could hack it. I know I could. No doubt.
I am especially grateful for what the rain produces: vivid green grass, moody skies, and an excuse for extra movie watching, sweat wearing, and hot cocoa drinking.
However those favorites only last a short minute in my house before all chaos breaks loose. My guys have a lot of energy. A lot. As in, I wish I could pad all the walls in my house and lock myself in a sound proof room on rainy days. Anyone else with me???
Despite my crush on rainy days, my kids don't deal well with home confinement. Suddenly I turn from Mary Poppins into Mrs. Hannigan (sans intoxication).
After a bit of crafting...
and staring at the dishes I was avoiding putting away like a case of mad cow disease...
I got my second wind. We brought out a new Christmas toy that all kids should have.
No Joke. All. Kids. Should. Have. I'm hard core on this one.
And just as they were starting to knock each other's creations down, I spotted some rays of sunlight peering through the slider.
Just in time. The rain knows me and my limitations so well. We're good like that.