Last week we had a couple of rainy days and so Amy and I were a bit lazy about getting up and ready for the day. I love hanging around in our pajamas, reading books, playing with Amy’s toys and cuddling on the couch.

Amy seems to like the rain as much as I do and happily sat in front of the glass watching the rain drops. I am not sure how she feels about thunder storms, we will have to wait until the storm season to see.

There is something comforting and soothing about that quiet melancholy that comes from being stuck indoors, watching the rain lash down outside. (that is until your rowdy toddler gets cabin fever and runs out of toys to throw and you have a sense of humour failure and wish the bloody rain would just piss off!)