Rainy with the chance of sunny

I love talking about the weather. It is my number one subject. If I could tag my conversations over the next week I am pretty sure weather would be the reigning champion.

Off course it was not always like that. Growing up I could not care less. The only time I checked the weather report was before school break, to see if there was snow on the slopes or warm enough to swim on the beach. Then I moved to the land of perpetual sun that had two weather conditions; hot and hotter. No surprises there. So we mostly talked about designer shoes.

Becoming a mother led to my weather obsession. I would wake up in the morning and start the guessing game. Will it rain? Should I bundle Little J up? Go to the playground in the morning or wait till the clouds pass?  I also started believing I somehow contribute to the sudden changes. I make plans for lunch and preschool is closed due to snow. Leave the sunscreen at home and the rain stops. I feel single handedly responsible for the storm. If only I wore boots…

Another great thing about the weather is how everybody is willing to talk about it. The best way to chat up a stranger, the only thing other then your child to talk about at the dinner table with your spouse, the one thing you can complain about to anybody. It offers you endless possibilities and even when it is bad it’s good for something. Your garden will grow and the car gets washed.

Naturally Little J shares my interest on the subject. The first thing he does in the morning is climb on my bed, lift up the window blind and check the weather. I receive a full report. Foggy and sunny, maybe some rain later is what he usually says. And he is spot on. Then again this is Pacific Northwest.

The one thing I did learn in past few years is not to mind the weather. We are always out. What adults might think of as miserable weather, kids love. Nothing like spending hours playing in the snow till your fingers are numb. Jumping in muddy puddles to see how waterproof your clothes really is. Running fast through the rain trying to catch all the raindrops. Hiding behind the dog on the beach so as not to get blown away. Basking in the sun counting white, fluffy clouds.

I was riding today across the farm. It was cold, but the sun was out . Newborn foal and blooming trees bring the promise of spring. Off course it will turn bad next week since spring break starts on Monday. Rest assured we will be sitting on the beach, waiting to spot the gray whale. No matter the weather!

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  1. Posted July 10, 2011 at 13:55 by jacqui | Permalink

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    I love playing outside in the ‘bad’ weather too. What a lucky son you have to have such an amazing mom!

  2. Posted January 12, 2012 at 23:15 by Liane Markus | Permalink

    There is nothing wrong in playing under the rain once in a while. I remember when I was a kid, I really enjoy playing with my cousins most especially during the rainy season. Good this I do not easily get sick.
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