Rain Dance

I interrupt programming to tell you about the fun we had when it rained the other day. It does NOT rain often here in Southern California. When it does, we quickly put on our raincoats and head outside. Mr T has only felt rain on his face about 3 times in his life and was very perplexed when it happened the other day. He squinted his eyes and tried to pull his head into his shell like a tortoise. At first he didn't know what to make of it and kept imploring me with his eyes to make it stop. But when he saw his sister twirling in her rain dance, he finally decided the wetness on his face was not going to harm him and joined her. They looked like shamans, arms and faces outstretched to the heavens. I smiled with pure JOY! 

When it stopped, for it doesn't last long here, we went up the road looking for puddles to jump in. We found a few measly ones and jumped them all out of water. I think puddle jumping might be T's new favourite activity.

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Conversation with K this morning.

'K, please eat with your mouth closed.'

'But Mommy, this is how I eat!'

'Then people will think that you have very bad table manners.'

'But, Mommy, I say please and thank you!'

'Yes, people will think you are a very polite girl with terrible table manners.'

'But Mommy, we are all different and some people are allowed to eat differently!'

'Yes, K, you are right. Some people eat with good table manners and some eat with bad table manners.'

'MOMMY! You are being VERY mean!'