Oct. 24, 2009 - Rain! ~~ I'm a kid again....
Heavy rain. Down pour.
Do I want to go out with you all? And play? In the rain? These were my quick responses to the boys wanting me to spend time with them.
3 minutes later. There I was~bluejeans, old sneakers, every-day niffty eyeglasses....yep. Ready to go!!Ready to go play in the rain.
The leaves were falling all around us as we took our walk to the mailbox~ taking turns running, picking up falling leaves and acorns. Looking silly while catching raindrops with our tongues.
The temperature was simply perfect-just cool enough to enjoy; not too muggy. Mr. Wind (as we call him), was really blowing hard and at times the rain was really coming down. Our faces, touched by the evidence of a Great God, who loves and cares enough for us to bring us water when we need it.
Providence, our sweet daughter, seemed to be confused by the whole idea at first! Funny! She is so little and she just doesn't like to get wet and diry like her brothers. But, when she saw Momma floating like a feather in the wind and rain, she joinned right in. We all danced and twirlled around.
Gosh, at some point I wondered if our neighbor noticed me running like a wild woman; back down the hill, then down the driveway with my makeshift sword in hand-(a stick, of course! What else?)
Honestly, it's o.k. I'm not too concerned about what folks think. I homeschool afterall! We are used to folks thinking that we are oddballs. LOL~smile
When we returned to the house, we all had to dry off and change our clothes due to being soaked from head to toe. The children were dripping wet and covered in smiles.
Me? I was not only coated in raindrops, but I was smothered in love and thankfulness for our great life together. Now this is living.
Finally, Charlotte Mason once said...
There is one thing the mother will allow herself to do as interpreter between Nature and the child, but that not oftener than once a week or once a month, and with look and gesture of delight rather than with flow of improving words--she will point out to the child some touch of especial loveliness in colouring or grouping in the landscape or the heavens.
(Vol 1, II, Out-Of-Door Life For The Children, p.79)
Joyfully living,
Shannon
