Rain dance.

Thank goodness for the recent rains. You can show your appreciation to Lane. He's been begging for rain for weeks now. Each time we'd see a little drop come down from the sky, he'd stop what he was doing, get his rain boots and head outside.

Most times, the afternoon summer showers would end before he could make it off our back deck.

"Rain," he'd call. "Where are you?"

He'd wait for that rain so patiently - with hopes a few more drops might fall from the sky.

Eventually, he'd call it quits, hang up his rain boots and enjoy the cool weather a little summer shower brings.







When the rains finally did come - and stay. Lane couldn't wait to get outside and run around in his backyard. He left his rain boots inside - not wanting to waste the time it takes to get them out of his closet and put them on - and went right out the back door.

He hesitated for a few minutes - only letting his fingers pass outside the cover of the back deck, then gaining enough courage to go all the way to the steps. The short hair thought he was crazy and stayed under cover.

After a few minutes, he ventured down the steps and in to the yard letting the rain drops cover him completely - only coming in when his mama and papa insisted he head for cover and safety.