My Kind of Rain

It’s a rainy Saturday morning here.  I woke up and the house was very dark and quiet, save for the faint rumbles of thunder.  I never can seem to sleep late on a Saturday morning, but was surprised when the alarm clock proved me wrong by informing me that it was, indeed, 10:00 A.M.  For some reason I feel guilty when I sleep late.  I’m normally up by 6 A.M. even on days I don’t have to work.

E.B. and I ran uptown and got Taco Bell and McDonald’s for lunch.  He’s been playing with Lego’s, and playing with L.J. inside his Thomas the Tank Engine pop-up tent.

He’s also been puddle jumping and “rain dancing”.

It’s only 1 P.M. and I feel a nap coming on already.  I’m sure it’s the weather.