We were out since 9:30 am for some good ol’ fashioned tree-chasing at our local park with some neighborhood kids we had so much fun playing with last time. The weather channel failed us once again. It had only warned of a 30% chance of “isolated thunderstorms” starting at 1 pm but before it hit noon, I got drenched. I shouldn’t be surprised since the weather website says “0% chance of rain” WHILE it is raining on me. Kids stayed dry thanks to the Metro North tracks (see pictures below) and plastic stroller cover.
I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again. It is almost spiritual how unfazed they are since their protector (Mommy) is there with them. Lightning, thunder, who cares, Mommy’s here. Micah asking for better snacks in the midst of it all. Ellis calmly taking it all in, seated in the farther back, bottom bunk, stroller seat, unlike our usual configuration.
My heart swelled when a couple passersby commented on how calm my kids were while having to sit in their stroller until the worst of it was over.
Once it finally turned into a drizzle, I told them we were going to try walking home. Micah kept asking me to play “I Spy” with him while I could hardly grip the stroller handle from all the water and sunscreen.
“Micah, Mommy has to watch the road. Concentrate. Big rain is gone but little rain is here and Mommy has to watch out for the Big Rivers all over the streets, OK?”
“Big River? Mommy like Dora? Micah Boots? Cross Big River!”
Thanks for the memories, Monsoon!
I so appreciate your relationship with your lovies…what my mom used to call us…It helps me reprocess my childhood and appreciate motherhood. It is so good for me in terms of my learning to be human…and learning to be a child of God.
Thanks so much, Julie. Wow, that really warms my heart. I sometimes think these should just be journal entries because so Mommy Mommy Mommy but I do love to write and share. Thanks again!