Monsoon season is over now, but we had a few good rains in August. One evening as I washed dishes I could see the clouds rolling in out the kitchen window, and the sound of thunder wasn’t far behind.
Veronica wanted to run around in it.
“Go home, Baby Thunder!”
We started calling it “baby” thunder because she was scared of it at first.
“Wait…I’m getting wet!”
My attempt at a group shot. Someone was not cooperating. I’ll give you a hint - it wasn’t Veronica.
She was having a ball.
She was not. But she wasn’t exactly upset about it, either.
“What the heck is this stuff falling from the sky???”
Please pretend you don’t notice the sorry state of our backyard.
It started really coming down at one point.
But it didn’t phase her.
She just kept playing until it was time to come inside.
“I’m all wet. Now what do I do?”