Singing in the Rain

Imagine this...

We are enjoying a quiet, peaceful meal.  At the table.  With no screaming or whining.  Amazing.
Then the rain instantly starts dumping. 

And I mean dumping.
Buckets full.

We hear hail.  Now, coming from KS, I know the sound of hail, and it is a rare treat out here.  I've only seen hail twice since having moved here five years ago.

We rush to the window to see.  Not much hail...only a few pieces here and there.
But there is a rainbow!
And it ends in our neighbor's yard!
Sadly, no pot of gold.

We finish eating, and I suggest to let the kids go out and run in the rain. 
As long as there is no lightening or the sound it makes, I'm good.

The street looked like a river.  You could hear the rushing of it from the front porch (which is as far as I went).
Two and a half inches in less than an hour.
Awesome.

Olivia loves the rain!
Especially when it feels like we live in a tropical rainforest, and she's wearing yoga pants.

This was as far as Ezren got.

He had a fever earlier in the day (nothing major -- a little over 100), but felt good enough to just hang out on the porch with mom, dad, and Zelda.

I wanted to go out with them...but the camera just wouldn't let me.

Two soaking wet kids and one who imagined he was.

Love it!