Rain Man

Tuesday afternoon after Aaron got home from work, we were spending some family time outside playing and just hanging out. We had plans to cook out for dinner so we were talking about getting things together and such. Levi was playing in the yard with his ball and chasing Dodger. It had been a little overcast all day, so I was expecting it to rain at any moment. The dark clouds rolled in, it started sprinkling, and we headed inside. As soon as we got in, Levi was asking to go back out. He's only one, so what little reasoning I can do with him didn't make much of a difference. Usually we can distract him and get his interest in other things, but not then. I first thought he just wanted to go ride in his wagon on the porch, so I figured no harm and we headed out for a little ride while we waited for the storm to pass over. He rode for a little while, but then wanted to investigate the rain. He was so in awe by it. He went to the edge of the porch and put his hands in the water running off the roof. Aaron was holding him, and next thing we know Levi sticks his head in the water running off the roof. He LOVED it. He kept doing it again and again. He then walked to the stairs like he wanted to go in the yard, and sure enough he did. Aaron put him in the yard and he just played around for a little bit. He absolutely loved playing in the rain. What did I do during all this? Enjoyed it. So many times we sit on the sidelines watching life pass us by. How many times have I wanted to "play in the rain" but was too afraid to just do it? Too afraid to get my hair wet or look silly? I love Levi's innocence. He loves life. He engages in it, and because of him I'm learning to do the same. I see so many things through his eyes that I never saw before. Everyday his fearlessness and desire to have fun inspire me. So next time don't be surprised it I join him right there in the middle of a down pour!