There are things that I grew up doing. Things that I loved to do as a kid but now seems like a crazy idea. Today my boys got to enjoy one of those simple pleasures. They played in the rain. They went outside on their own and jumped on the trampoline while it rained down on them. It was a chilly rain but they didnt care. They played until we made them come in. Well over an hour. They were barefoot and happy. In love with just being free outside. They got to experience a little bit of what I did regularly. Then later they went back out and played with bugs. They discovered gnats can get through the mesh on their trampoline so they caught them, some they squished some they showed mercy on and let go. They held grasshoppers on the porch and searched for lady bugs. They got dirty, they got wet, they had fun. They were asking for bed come bedtime. I will never forget the memories from today. The sheer joy in their laughs from jumping in the rain. The surprised screams when a bug jumped from their tiny hands. It was a great day. As busy as we are, we dont get enough of these. We have to take more time for us. We have to realize that other things and deadlines can wait. That our boys will only be boys for a little while longer. That the days go by too fast. That every day they are a little older, a little further from being tiny and a little closer to being grown. To having sports, and friends and everything else that will soon become our normal. But for today we have them little. We have giggles and bugs and playing in the rain.