In front of me is the kitchen door that leads to the yard. That yard is drenched from the still falling rain. I hear the soft hum of the space heater to my right, and the raindrops clacking on the canvas top of the gazebo outside, too.
There's a mini-flood happening on the border of my lawn and cemented yard - thanks to the contractors who did a crappy job in making sure the soil is leveled properly. But anyway, looking at the pools of water makes me want to go out there and sail paper boats - like I used to when I was a child.
Actually, I'm wishing I could go and play in the rain - if only it wasn't so cold. The rainy days of my childhood were warm enough to enjoy the cool rain on your skin. I suppose that was one perk of living in a third world, tropical island.
Hmm...yes...someday, I will let my kids experience playing in the rain. Not just the kind where you're all covered in rain gear, holding an umbrella. I mean the kind where you're literally bathing in the rain. Soaked-to-the-bone kind of playing in the rain. Just drenched. In a good, fun way.
After all, how many people can say that they've played in the rain? I want my kids to be able to raise their hands and say, "ME! I did! My mom let us and it was so much fun! It was the best time ever!"
Yes. I want us to play in the rain.
Do you?
There's a mini-flood happening on the border of my lawn and cemented yard - thanks to the contractors who did a crappy job in making sure the soil is leveled properly. But anyway, looking at the pools of water makes me want to go out there and sail paper boats - like I used to when I was a child.
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Actually, I'm wishing I could go and play in the rain - if only it wasn't so cold. The rainy days of my childhood were warm enough to enjoy the cool rain on your skin. I suppose that was one perk of living in a third world, tropical island.
Hmm...yes...someday, I will let my kids experience playing in the rain. Not just the kind where you're all covered in rain gear, holding an umbrella. I mean the kind where you're literally bathing in the rain. Soaked-to-the-bone kind of playing in the rain. Just drenched. In a good, fun way.
After all, how many people can say that they've played in the rain? I want my kids to be able to raise their hands and say, "ME! I did! My mom let us and it was so much fun! It was the best time ever!"
Yes. I want us to play in the rain.
Do you?
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