Jon loves the rain. Everytime it rains he begs me relentlessly to let him go out and play in it. I usually say yes ( unless of course there is lightening ). It doesn't stop with playing in it though. When it rains we also have to open all the windows, so we can hear the rain fall, and the smell floats through our house. If there is lightening, that a whole nother story. Jon sits perched at the window watching - waiting for the next strike. He loves storms. He loves rain.. well he loves weather in general. He's always got a new question about tornados, and hurricanes, and how weather changes.
Infact he's even been so lucky as to see a cyclone on the school playground. ( ha. ha. ) He stood right in the middle of it, and it didn't even blow him away. Jon loves the rain .. we have that in common and it makes me smile when he gets so excited to play in it, and I could never say no..because when I was growing up nothing kept my sister and I from playing in the rain. For as long as I can remember during my childhood we'd be in our swimsuits, and out in the puddles by the time the first raindrop hit. Sometimes we didn't even bother with the swimsuits.
I've never been inside a cyclone though, so he beats me there.
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That picture fits perfectly with the post. I mean I know they're both about rain, but i love how descriptive you are with your writing.
He looks like hes been playing hard. The out of focus wet ground behind him is great.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE the rain...when it rains I open all the windows too! Wanna hear a secret... I go to sleep every night with a rain machine... hee hee.
Remember all those times we tried to make it rain with the Indian rain dance? :)
haha. and by pure luck it did rain after we did it once..
I have always loved storms too, any big powerful weather in fact. I would stand outside or in my room and watch the lightning hit the trees int he forest behind my house growing up. Playing in the rain is wonderful.
Thank God for Man of the house.... we would have never learned the rain dance.
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