This morning I laced up my runners and hit a path near our house. My first attempt at a run outdoors, alone. Proud to say that I ran almost 2 miles without stopping. I have never been a runner. Kinda proud.
I returned home to flip some pancakes and hunker down because...
Around these parts we have been blessed with some sturdy rains.
You can hear it pounding the ground, rushing out the gutters, thundering, and even the surprising ping of blueberry or raspberry sized hail.
Rainy days mean you have an excuse to hunker down and play lego's with your brother.
Or carry your doll around and pitter pat with bare feet.
And in between the rain storms...the boys ran outside to get their boy thing on with the neighbor lads. Check this out....their FIRST can of pop. They have had Sprite once or twice...but Charley, age 7, has never had a can of anything. The neighbor lady offered them some. Look how they are holding these special treats. I suppose it is normal to have a little pop every once in a while. But I will continue to try and avoid it.
Happy Saturday to you!