Thunder rolled in last night accompanied by a health dose of fat raindrops alternating with tiny pebbles of hail. It looks like it’ll be following that pattern throughout the day, although the thunder has moved through the valley and found other people to rumble. My girls are still in their jammies, despite the fact that it’s almost noon. The girls stand at the door, watching through the glass as the hail bounces around on the deck. Lily runs out after each hail installment, plucking up the little gems and rolling them around in her fingers until they dissolve under the heat of her touch. Anya is cranky and finally fell asleep clutching a monster, little grumbles escaping her lips and complaining through her sleep. So far we’ve eaten pancakes, played with Lily’s stickers, put together the US puzzle, water painted, made snacks, mixed beans and chased the dog around and around in circles. Now we’re watching cooking shows and talking about food while Lily runs to her mini kitchen to copy what their doing, “Put dis in the oven, ummm it’s sooo good!” Mark is off helping family with some molding for a newly installed kitchen so I’m on my own today, watching the rain and cuddling with my crazy babies. Even with the wind beating the window panes and the hail making music all around us, it’s a welcome calm after the crazy week.
Ah, a crack of thunder. I guess there's still some rumbles for us.
