Mr. Sun, sun. Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me.

I love how the rain makes me giggle. I feel alive and giddy when I see puddles to jump in or drive through. I get exstatic to hear thunder and see lightning. I'm overjoyed when I get to teach "my boys" to see how close the storm is by counting the seconds between the thunder and lightning. It warms my heart to see the never-blue-er sky and the rainbow when the clouds roll away. I can smell the newness and freshness in and after the rain. I love playing in the puddles and mud and it never bothers me when the rain messes up my hair. I love snuggling with a book or movie with too many blankets and my Teddy bear. I love to sit in my car and listen to the way the rain hits my tin-can roof. I love the way the drip drops sound through our old heater. I love baking cookies or pie in the rain. I love watching the rain on my porch while I lay on my stomach. I absolutely love when the sprinkle turns into a downpour and the sound gets louder. I love falling asleep to the rain. I love waking up the the rain.