When it Rains it POURS...

This is what you call the Ultimate Summer Storm. We were all home resting from being in Cedar at ball games all day and next thing we knew hail was pounding on our windows. I couldn't believe it was hailing on July 30th, and then there was wind... wow the wind was crazy! The tree in our front yard was bent over touching its leaves on the side walk. We all stood in the front window waiting for it to snap, luckily it didn't. It was just tilted when all was said and done.

Preston put on his batting helmet so the hail wouldn't hurt. I thought that was a pretty smart idea.  I couldn't get over how it just kept raining and raining hard for at least 20 or 30 minutes. Our yard was one big puddle. The neighbor had water about to run into their front door, so Gavin helped them pump the water out. The whole neighborhood stood out in it, it was nice to feel the rain on your face. 

Then it turned to mud... and what do little boys do with mud? You guessed it, throw it, rub it all over, and slide in it.  I am not sure what possess someone to rub mud all over themselves. But, that is what little boys do. I have quit trying to figure it out, I have just embraced it. Because basically that is all I CAN do. 

Boys being boys.

Last week everyday after school this is where you would find a bunch of little boys being boys. Watching them try to catch a crawdad was so refreshing. I guess I loved this so much because we live in a crazy, busy, scary, scheduled world and seeing little boys do what little boys should do gave me hope. Hope for our tomorrow, and hope for their future as well as our countries. I believe with little boys like these our future is bright.

Holes!

There is only ONE thing good about having no yard... a really big sandbox for little boys to play in! I am not sure where they are trying to get to (China, maybe?) but they sure have dug and dug and dug!