Ever since I was a baby, when the sky starts leaking a lot, we get to go outside and dance in the water. I guess I was a baby the last time it leaked, ‘cuz Momma and Daddy say it has been a long time. Well, I was worried now that baby Lyla is here to stay that she’d ruin everything. I worried that we wouldn’t get to go outside this time because she cries so much about anything. She cries when I take my toys away from her, when I try to sit on her, when the dogs bark, when you don’t give her food fast enough, when I push her, and when you tell her ‘no’. Well, THIS time, I was wrong.
I was so wrong! Not only did Lyla not cry, but when the water hit her face, she laughed and did a happy squirm! I guess she’s not THAT bad. “Lyla like the watew!” I joyfully announced to Momma. “Yes Nate, Lyla DOES like the rain! Actually she LOVES it, just like you!”, she answered back. That’s right, I forgot. This water is called rain!
So for a few minutes we danced and jumped and sang in the rain. We smiled at the sky, at the rain, at each other. I was so happy, I didn’t even mind that the camera was along again. (Actually, it seems stuck to Momma’s hand.) We laughed. We laughed so hard I had to pee…which made me dance funny. Oh well, at least I looked like Momma then when she dances. Hmmm…I wonder if she has to pee? Anyway…
The BEST BEST part was finding puddles. Now I’m not sure which one I like better: mud or puddles! Both splash…both are gooky…both are fun! Lyla actually made it all better. She may not have mad skills like me yet, but she CAN splash and make a mess. The more the messier, the merrier! And so we smiled and laughed at each other all over again, singing and splashing and dancing.
That night, after a massive clean-up effort, I fell asleep smiling about the day. The puddles. The mud. The rain. The happy faces. The singing. Best. Day. Ever.