So today it rained...and rained and rained. Sunshine would follow and then more rain. Warm delicious summer rain.
my niece (2 yrs old) is visiting with her mother from Florida and being the ever mischievous one, i took her to play in the mud puddles. she was in her bathing suit, i was in my work clothes (i didn't jump in the puddles...much). Then we took a quick dip in my parents' pool to get all the dirt off (sorry, Dad) and ended up shivering cold...
When the rest of the family heard that i was the one who took her mud puddle jumping - i was dubbed "Auntie Mame"...though i assure you i don't have a living room where the couches move up and down on pulley systems.
No matter how old you get, or how refined and proper you can be, one should never ever lose the wonder and beauty of playing in the rain. Sometimes it takes a two-year old, blonde haired, blue eyed angel to teach you that.
1 comment:
true, a comment I heard once that has stuck with me: If you did'nt know how old you were, how old would you choose to be.
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