Wednesday afternoon while we were sitting on the back porch we had a typical late afternoon rain shower. Morgan Kate immediately made a mad dash for the uncovered patio. She loves water. My first thought/reaction was to grab her and pull her back under the covered porch, but then I stopped.
Why was I stopping her? Why couldn't she play in the rain? It was warm. It wasn't thundering or lightning. And I could see by the look on her face that she was so happy and that was the only place she wanted to be. So I let her go. And I watched.
Let me just tell you that it was the best ten minutes that I have had in a long time. And I couldn't take my eyes off of her.
I'm not sure what I enjoyed most. Watching her play as the rain dripped off of her nose and tiny fingers. Or watching how carefree she was in that moment.
She didn't have a care in the world. She wasn't concerned with who was watching or that fact that her clothes were soaking wet. She didn't care that her hair was a mess or that her feet were covered in "sticky rain covered grass". She wasn't in a rush and had no where to be. She was smiling and laughing. She was living in the moment and enjoying every second of it.
In those short ten minutes I learned so much from her. I'm the adult and should be teaching her, but I can assure you than in her twenty-one months she has taught me much, much more.