May 7, 2009


Ceelie had an encounter with rain today. We've hustled through it before, and gone out with her dad under the awning, but this was a little different. She just sat in my lap, no shoes on, with a light drizzle showering on the two of us. Her arm was snuggled around my neck as she pointed repeatedly at the sky and said inquiringly, "Wain?" The large, cold drops slowly descended on us in what must have only been a minute or two but felt like forever.

It was one of those perfect, indelible moments that you could never plan but will hopefully never forget either.