I love rain. I'm just not sure how Cj feels about it. Everytime it rains I see no indication whether he likes or hates it. He seems to be just observing subtly how I react to water dropping merrily down from heaven :-). One early evening weeks ago, Cj and I got drenched in a downpour while riding, of all vehicles, a moped, lol! (Ex-hubster is going to kill me if he finds this out, lmao) The best part should have been a photo-op. But since we didn't have a capture of that rainy-drenchy moment, I'm posting a photo of Cj from a slightly different rain experience. It poured that morning but when we came out of the auditorium the sun was shining. Still there were signs that it would rain anytime. I introduced him to an umbrella. True to my guess, he twirled the poor thing:
Thanks to Pinaymama for the badge
Another chance of experiencing rain was in May this year when we went to the province for a relaxing weekend with friends. We hiked up the picnic area on the hilly part of this national park. It rained cats and dogs while we ate lunch. Right after mango dessert, I decided to do something I have always wanted to do when I was Cj's age: bathe in the rain! I stood awed on the lawn feeling raindrops on my skin. Finally I was able to experience what was forbidden when I was a kid. I wouldn't have minded if Cj joined me. Curiously he just watched. Different generation, different behavior towards the same phenomenon.
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