Rain dance

Until recently we haven't seen rain here since October. We love rain here in the MacLean household.

 One day the sky darkened and there was the smell of rain in the air. I called the boys outside, for sure that rain was coming. We waited and waited. We danced around in anticipation and waited some more. I realized my high hopes were failing. Dawson had the idea that if we filled a bucket with water, it would evaporate and thus it would soon rain. We tried it. It didn't work. I then held the hose up to the trees and wet them, then the dripping of water felt like rain. But still, it didn't satisfy.

So Silas took to sitting, fully clothed, in the dirty water meant to cause rain.

It is in these moments that I think my life is so wonderful and their childhood will be filled with beautiful memories that I am overcome with gratitude. These are the moments that I want etched in my brain forever. Dancing in the yard with my kids, eagerly hoping that rain will come.

And, then just getting to watch life unfold for them. They enjoy the little things. I love it.

He's into making faces at the camera if you can't tell. :)

This is the house he set up for himself. And once he had worked, he rested.

So no rain came that day. We drank hot chocolate nonetheless in expectation. But a few days later, I woke to the sound of rain drops hitting the tin roof over our window. I was so excited that I ran to get Kenan and woke him up. He was not happy to have been woken up but as soon as I said, "rain" he jump up and ran outside. We enjoyed a morning of a cool breeze, the delightful smell of rain, the cleansing the dirt off of everything around, and of course, hot chocolate. :) Yeah for mango rains! Only a few more months until we get to see the rain on a regular basis.