it's yaining

I'm ready for those sunnny days basking by the pool, but Jack doesn't seem to mind the ongoing rain. Whether he's staring out our window or outside getting wet, he points and shouts with exclamation "it's yaining, it's yaining!", like he hadn't remembered that it had been doing so all week. He puts his face up to the sky, his hands up in the air and sticks out his tongue to capture every drop; He has to step in every puddle wherever it may be; he has to touch every puddle with his hand to see how the ripples move (see below pics). Life is full of wonderful little events, and I love being able to experience them with a child. They constantly remind you, that life isn't about posessions (see yesterday's post), or getting to your next destination as fast as you can, but enjoying the little moments that are given to you. These are two things that have been weighing on me as we search out our next step as a family. I was reminded again today how blessed I am to have a wonderful family and to be enjoying this journey of life with them. The constant rain is a running joke in Portland, but the rain is one of the things I will always cherish about our first home as a family.