meteorologist

A recent conversation with Rachel:



Rachel (pointing to the trees): What happened?

Mommy: What happened to what?

R: What happened to weebs?

M: You tell Mommy. What happens to the leaves in the fall?

R: Weebs fall on da gwound! It's fall time!

M: That's right!

R: In winter time it snows!

M: Yes, it does! What about summer?

R: (silence)

M: In summer it's HOT!

R: Go swimmin'!

M: Yes, you go swimming in the summer when it's hot.

R: Sometimes go swimmin' Gwammaw's house.

M: Yes, you went swimming at Grandma's house.

R: Sometimes go swimmin' Rachel's house.

M: Yes, sometimes.

R: What happened? What happened my pool?

M: Mommy and Daddy put it away because it's not hot anymore.

R: Not hot. Cold! Weebs fall on da gwound. It's fall time!



(and over and over and over....ad nauseam)



We've had this same conversation almost every day for the last week as she's been playing outside in the warm, gorgeous weather we've been having. Sadly, I think it's over (the warm weather....not the conversation).


She's quite the weather enthusiast.


And on a completely unrelated note.....Happy Birthday, Jack!