I Love A Rainy Night

Aaaaahhhhh. We've had a crazy busy couple of weeks, with home projects that I've been wanting to get done for a long time and appointments and home preschool and swimming lessons, plus the regular stuff like laundry, and a few late working nights for David. It seems I've been running around with my hair on fire for a while now.

Then Angela and her family came to visit over the weekend. It was so great to slow down and spend time together. She and I keep in touch with sporadic e-mails and each other's blogs, but it's so nice that we can also get together after months or years and not skip a beat. We spent a perfect day at the National Kite Festival - seriously, the weather was phenomenal - and lots of time
visiting and letting the kids play with each other.

The husbands also took the kids to Kidwell Farm without us, where they all got to learn about birth fluids and watch some piglets be born, while Angela and I took naps at home, like good gestating mamas need to do sometimes. It was heavenly.

Then suddenly Monday was here and most everything is caught up except a little kitchen cleaning and of course the futile round of laundry, but whew! sigh! What do we do now?

Monday I relaxed. We played outside in the sunshine (80 degrees!). Yesterday, we ran errands and played in the sunshine some more. It is beautiful, beautiful spring.

Last night we opened the bedroom windows upstairs for a wonderful cross-breeze while we slept. Calvin woke up coughing at about 2 a.m. and came in for a snuggle. He popped out of bed and ran to the window when he heard the thunder rumbling in the distance. He stood between the open window and the curtains, whispering things like, "The thunder sounds like a big train coming..."

David told him it was the middle of the night and to get back in bed and go to sleep, but he just stood and watched the rain and listened to the thunder. Finally, I had to get up for the nightly bathroom visit.

When I came back, Cal was snuggled tightly under my covers, no longer interested in the thunder or rain at the window.

He said, "Our neighbor just ran out of his house in the rain in his underwear." That caught me off guard and I laughed.

A minute of quiet, then Calvin added, "He just ran and turned his car on, then ran back inside his house." I giggled a little more at the thought that it was 3 a.m. and the neighbor probably didn't know he had been seen racing to roll up his windows in his skivvies.

More quiet, then Calvin sighed, "That was weird."

Then after a while, "He had underwear just like mine...only they were just plain white." And then I couldn't stop (very quietly) laughing at the thought of the neighbor possibly sporting Thomas the Train or Buzz Lightyear briefs. It seems Calvin was a little surprised that he didn't.

It's always nice when things slip back into their regular little workaday routine after a busy time of life. And it's great to have a little rain shower, neighbors and night-owl 4-year-olds to spice things up just enough.