I love the rain.

I love the rain. 
This may have something to do with the fact that we live in a town that averages about 10 inches of rain a year.  When you don't get to spend that much time with something that makes the whole world smell new, it can be rather exhilarating those few days a year where you wander outside to discover water issuing forth from the sky.  This morning a few gentle drops spit at us from the heavens but once I got onto the freeway to Lily's school, great buckets of water threw themselves at the car letting up in odd pauses of silence only when we passed under a bridge.  Once we arrived at her school, I tilted my head back into the rain and Lily and I walked right out in it, rather than under the covered walkways, Anya trailing behind struggling with the hood of her jacket.  It wasn't until we were walking back out to the car that Anya got into it, pushing back her hood and turning her face skyward while I carried her to the car, both of us laughing at the fat drops splashing into our eyes and checks. 

I don't love driving in the rain.
This may have something to do with the fact that when a city only gets a few inches of water each year, the roads become very hazardous when it does rains.  All the oil that has leaked out onto the roads over the year is brought up to the surface, forming dangerous slicks across the highways.  Couple that with the fact that people here don't know how to drive in the rain, choosing to drive painfully slow or ridiculously fast and you got yourself some truly awesome road conditions.

After dropping off Lily, we made our way back through traffic to home, thinking we'd lay low for a bit until the roads were less insane.  By 10:30 Anya was asleep in her bed, a full hour and a half before her usual nap.  Stunning.  I guess that's what can happen when a three-year-old repeatedly wakes at 5am to come join her parents in bed and then spends the next couple hours kicking, pinching and keeping herself otherwise engaged so as not to accidentally fall back asleep.  Although to be fair, she let us alone this morning until 6am.  Such a considerate girl.

How about you?  Is it raining where you are today?  Any kids sneaking into your bed at way-too-early-o'clock?