Sometimes, I feel like a total hippie parent. And I like it.
Tonight, we got a really nice rainstorm, and instead of watching it from the inside, we took Vivi out onto the porch (my theory is that if she is around rain, she will not be scared of thunder, lightning, etc. We'll see). However, she wanted to get off the porch and into the rain. Some parents might have discouraged...we were excited to let her play in the raindrops!
At first she was hesitant.
"This rain is very wet, Mom. What the heck is wrong with the sky?"
"Never mind. I'm going to drag Dad out here and get him soaked, too."
Sadly, the rain is hell on one's hair. Que exhausting!