Besides, as all those close to us know, he's kind of obsessed with water. His favorite thing in the world is playing in it and with it, though he didn't like falling into the deep part of the hot tub too much today. Good thing I was there to fish him out.
Anyway, these photos are from Easter sunday. We had a gentle little rainstorm blow by after our egg hunt and Sandy was in heaven. He couldn't have been happier.
We've actually had a ton of rain in the last week or two, almost every day we had a great rainstorm. One of the storms in the middle of the night had huge thunderclaps and it made the aspens outside Kris's and my bedroom window sound like waves hitting the shore.
It's been great for us. Hopefully it keeps up and we get more moisture than usual so we don't all burn up out here.
Max and I were so sick of the rain after we lived in Rhode Island, the spring before we moved was so wet that parts of the city were completely flooded. It didn't warm up and quit raining until it was time for us to leave. We were done with the rain by then. But good old Sandy hasn't ever experienced too much rain.
Funny how things can be such a blessing in one situation and really not in others. Ah, life.




















