Singin' in the Rain

Is it piddling it down where you are too? Thanks to this weather, Harry can now say, "A rainy day!" and he sounds kind of excited about it. On Wednesday I took him to the dentist* and we ran, laughing through the puddles. It was such good fun. As we were running (and laughing) I was thinking, "This is something I should remember" but I can't guarantee I would remember it, which is why I'm blogging about it. :)

This morning, at the bus stop, I sang "I can sing a rainbow", "Raindrops are falling on my head" and, finally, "Singin' in the rain" for Harry. It was fun too. This is one of the things I love about having kids, how it can give you a whole new perspective on things that you either took for granted or that would previously have been nothing but a pain in the bum.

* Okay so the dentist asked Harry to open his mouth and he did for a split second. "I need to count your teeth," she said. "Does he have all his teeth?" she asked me. "I don't know. I think so. I don't know how many he's supposed to have." The hygienist drove Harry's train into his mouth and he opened it briefly. "He's got all the bottom ones," she said.

After a bit more wrangling, he opened it briefly again. "And the top ones," the dentist said. "Okay, that's fine." And that was it. I hope I don't have to pay for that, I was thinking as I left the room, but it turns out it's free til he's 18. Woo-hoo! Of course, as we ran back to the car, Harry opened his mouth and said, "Aaaaaah!" at length.