For the first time in several weeks, I heard raindrops on the roof. And not just raindrops, but soon hail and wind, too! It was glorious. I just stood at the window and stared for a few minutes, so grateful for the much needed water. The heat has been so relentless and the wildfires have become so commonplace that I forgot how amazing rain smells and feels and looks. It was wonderful!
At the time of this marvelous event, I was babysitting the kids. And what did we do? We all stared out the window, silently enjoying the rain.
Well. Mostly. The youngest was upset that she had been forced to water the flowers just minutes before the rain began. Her bitterness dissolved quickly, though, when the hail started landing in the grass and bouncing up.
For all you out there wondering what the secret is to making a bitter child happy-- stick 'em in a hailstorm and watch the miracle happen!
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