A Summer Storm

A few weeks ago my son and I were taking the bus home from school with his classmate and his classmate’s mom.  As we got off the bus approximately two blocks from our apartment, the rain began teaming down.  We were caught at the bus stop without an umbrella.   Thankfully, we were waiting in the bus shelter.  As many of you New York City dwellers, getting caught in the rain without an umbrella is a tough proposition to be in as there usually are not any cabs available for hailing at this time!

We stopped in the bus shelter when my son and his classmate thought it would be fun to run in and out of the bus shelter and get a few drops of the heavy rain on them.  However, as with most boys, they began to test their boundaries with mother nature and how far and fast they can go from the bus shelter and not get so wet.   We noticed how much fun they were having and my friend offered that we run home in the rain because it did not look like it would begin to slow down anytime soon.  My initial reaction was – no way  I didn’t want to get wet. 

I watched the boys for a few more minutes run in and out of the rain and their laughter was so sweet and natural.  They had true belly laughs trying to beat out mother nature at this bus shelter.  A few minutes later I agreed with my friend to try to make  a run for it in the teeming rain. 

We ran the two blocks together in that pouring rain holding our little boys hands.  I have never done that in my entire life. We were soaked from head to toe.  However, my son and I enjoyed that moment. All four of us were laughing and smiling so hard that it was worth the risk of getting a little wet on that hot summer night.  I am glad I took the moment to watch my son enjoy that innocent game of running in and out of the rain at the bus shelter.  It taught me that I need to test my boundaries every once inawhile and not be afraid to get my feet wet.