Friday, August 6, 2010
Isaac loves rain. He loves standing in the rain and watching it rain out the window. He yells "RAIN!" when he sees it on TV or sees pictures of it in books. In the bathtub he likes to simulate rain by pouring cups of water on his head, while screaming "RAIN!!" He just thinks that rain is something pretty great. So when we go to the playground and he screams "Rain!" while running through the sprinklers, I smile and nod. I know just what he means. I think rain is pretty great too.
Here's what this says:
Everyday after Andrew gets out of school, we head to this park too cool off. Isaac, you head straight for the sprinklers. You love running around in the spray and splashing in the puddles that form. You’ve also found, however, that if you sneak behind the spray, there are mud puddles just waiting to swallow your feet. “Rain!!!” you scream. “Water. wet. wet. RAIN!!!” You honestly love everything about the sprinklers.