singing in the rain--a different octave

Yesterday I babysat all day for Hallelie, since she had a cough. It was raining most of the day, but when the sun came out, I took her out for a walk and fresh, clean air. She was glad to get out, and when it began to drizzle really began to enjoy herself, in contrast to her reactions to the first rains of the season. She ran up and down the street singing some song about rain,drips and drops. When the rain fell more heavily, she just sang more and more. And of course, she kept running away, further from her house each time I told her that we'd have to go home.

Finally she had to be carried screaming in protest back home. She ran to her father and fell asleep in his arms, angry with her mean savta. Thank G-d she woke up her cheerful self and didn't mind that he wasn't home. She had lunch and did "arts and crafts" until my daughter made it home from work.

Singing in the rain. It's still raining, even though the weatherpixie says otherwise.