We woke one morning to the sound of rain outside the windows. Because we sleep with the windows open, we can normally hear when there're showers.
After the hubby had closed the windows a bit to save the floor from the rain, we fell back to slumber.
Not a minute later, we heard a surprised "Oh, what's going on?! What's happening?!" coming from the small fry's corner of the room.
Next, we heard a scrambling and then a thud on the bottom half of the floor-to-ceiling window and "It's raining! It's raining, Mummy!" She'd run to the window and had her hands pressed against the window and was peering out with an excited glint in her eyes.
She then ran out of the room proclaiming excitedly, "It's raining, Jona! It's raining!"
And a very good morning to you too.
Friday, December 18, 2009
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