It has been raining. And raining. And raining. And if God starts hinting at boat building and random sets of animals apear at my front door, we are going to have words.
I like rainy days. They make me lazy and I like lazy days, spent in my slippers, reading books with the girls, baking things I have no business eating. Matt has a couple of days off between jobs so he is home being lazy with me.
When I was a little girl, way back in Iowa, I loved rainy days too. We had a house with a covered front patio and on rainy days i would take my sleeping bag and pillow outside to watch the rain fall. I would sit with a book (Baby Sitters Club anyone?) and read, the cool wet air and sound of rain making everything feel lazy and peaceful. I loved the smell of wet earth and when I couldn't bring myself to sit still any longer I would walk in the gutters letting all the rushing water pour over my bare feet. I would make paper boats and sail them down the stream. My sisters and I would take umbrellas and go for walks around the neighborhood.
Some day, I will take my 3 girls and play in the puddles. We will stop in the mud, admire the worms and give thanks for the rain that makes everything fresh and green. But not today. Today, my girls are napping despite the thunder, I am wearing my slippers, contemplating what I want to bake to eat with the impeding cup of tea. I am snuggling my husband, talking about our future. I will call my best friend and chat. I will maybe fold a load of laundry. I will be still and thank God for washing the earth clean and giving us a new start every day.
I like rainy days. They make me lazy and I like lazy days, spent in my slippers, reading books with the girls, baking things I have no business eating. Matt has a couple of days off between jobs so he is home being lazy with me.
When I was a little girl, way back in Iowa, I loved rainy days too. We had a house with a covered front patio and on rainy days i would take my sleeping bag and pillow outside to watch the rain fall. I would sit with a book (Baby Sitters Club anyone?) and read, the cool wet air and sound of rain making everything feel lazy and peaceful. I loved the smell of wet earth and when I couldn't bring myself to sit still any longer I would walk in the gutters letting all the rushing water pour over my bare feet. I would make paper boats and sail them down the stream. My sisters and I would take umbrellas and go for walks around the neighborhood.
Some day, I will take my 3 girls and play in the puddles. We will stop in the mud, admire the worms and give thanks for the rain that makes everything fresh and green. But not today. Today, my girls are napping despite the thunder, I am wearing my slippers, contemplating what I want to bake to eat with the impeding cup of tea. I am snuggling my husband, talking about our future. I will call my best friend and chat. I will maybe fold a load of laundry. I will be still and thank God for washing the earth clean and giving us a new start every day.
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