Rainy day today. Our little guy said while looking out the window, “The rain waters the plants so the plants don’t get too thirsty.” There was a time when he was so scared of the rain, he’d freak out at the sight or feel of raindrops. We couldn’t figure out why he was so scared of it but we suspect his fears came out of a recent storm breakout in late Spring when we I overreacted while watching the fierce wind knock around the trees out the backside of our house as the raindrops slowly picked up speed. The little guy was right beside me, hearing my anxious, high-pitched voice jabbing about how that tree is going to fall onto our deck and possibly cause damages, etc. He ran in to our bedroom, got under the covers and said, “I scared of the rain.”
Happy to see him overcome that fear of rain now. We pretty much had to reassure him that the rain is good for us, for the plants, and the grass because it brings much-needed drink for their parched roots to help them grow. And yes, he now uses that line whenever he sees the rain. Except, these days, he’s also prone to singing, in his cute way, the line, “raindrops keep falling on your (his version) head.”
Thankful for the rain and the watering it brings.