Another lovely Tuesday. A rainy Tuesday.

My husband absolutely LOVES rainy days. When Skyler was small, she'd always want to go outside and play in the rain. As her Mother, I'd call her back indoors for fear she'd catch a cold or worse. But Shemp taught me to pick my battles as a Mother early on. The rain brought her so much joy, that I soon silently relented.

I still play the game and give her the disapproving Mother look as I watch her joyously streak outdoors into her own liquid world as dark clouds unleash their bounty. A safe port inside the storm where she will forever be young.

At 15 she still walks out in the rain. The wet drops still splat onto her cheeks and eyes as she opens her mouth to catch more of the bouncing, magic drops. Quenching her thirst against a Mother's fruitless wishes and defiantly playing in the childhood rain.