My three-year-old is such old soul. Seriously, the stuff that he has been saying lately is so thoughtful, so insightful, and really makes me appreciate the important things.
Today is the first day all week that it has started to feel like spring here, and we’ve had a ton of rain leading up to this point. The other day it was raining cats and dogs, and not some warm spring rain; no, this was cold, raw, pouring, get-inside-and-curl-up-with-a-hot-cup-of-tea rain. Joseph had been looking out the window and suddenly asked me, “Mom, can we go out and play?”
To which of course I replied, “No! It’s raining outside! It’s so yucky today.”
And he said, “It’s not yucky. It’s raining.”
“I know, the rain is yucky,” I answered back.
He looked at me perplexed, annoyed, impatient. “Mom,” he started. “Rain is not yucky. Plants need rain. The Earth needs rain. I need rain.”
I just looked at him in awe. He was so right. I just love that in an instant, he can say the simplest thing that makes me realize a seemingly unpleasant situation might not actually be that bad.
In a tough yoga class, we can sometimes label the discomfort that we feel in a posture as “bad.” But in actuality, that discomfort is most likely leading to something awesome – some newfound range of motion, a breakthrough in understanding, or a gain in strength of which we didn’t know we were capable. All of this rain that I’ve dubbed as “yucky” is allowing the green of spring that I’ve craved all winter long to finally pop through.
While we didn’t end up playing in the raw rain that day, we did get outside and explored the woods near our house today. Here are some pictures from our woods walk earlier this morning. I’ve been playing around with my nicer camera and some editing apps, and I hope to improve at my very beginner photography skills.
Joseph took this one below of me! 👏