Summer Storms and Nudies.

If you've been anywhere in the Northeast U.S. in the last month you've been rained on. A lot.

If you have school age kids who are home on "summer" vacation, you are probably losing your mind. A lot.

Last week we not only had plenty of rain, but also thunderstorms, which I thoroughly enjoy. Our first was last Wednesday. I'd had the kids at the mall all morning, got home, threw lunch at them, threw Dottie in bed, threw a DVD in for Graham and fell asleep.

I awoke to Graham lying next to me in my bed;

"Mom?"

nudge

"MOM?"

"Hmmmmmm?"

"Mom? I hear it. You hear it? It's a summer storm."

It was a good one too. It woke Dottie up. I turned off all the lights and we sat on the couch and watched the show. Graham signed "lightening" excitedly at each flash. One crack was so loud, I ran to check out the swing set, sure I was going to find it had been struck.

Dottie sat wide eyed and trembling, insisting;

"Me not scared. Me not scared. Me like fun storms."

She lies. She was petrified.

Back to Graham crawling into bed with me. When I reached my hand over sleepily to see what creature had interrupted my snooze, I was met with his.... ummmm....yeaaaaaahhh...

He was naked.

He's been doing that a lot. Just appearing naked with a proud, "TA DAAAAH!!"

He'd requested a hot dog for supper one night. Of course I obliged and when it was done I called him into the kitchen to get his dog ....aaaaaand...naked.

He did it outside at my sister's on the 4th. Just appeared on the dock nude for no apparent reason.

He did it tonight while running laps around the house with his friend Lily: Fully clothed living room, fully clothed kitchen, fully clothed dining room, fully clothed living room, fully clothed kitchen, fully clothed dining room.....aaaaaaand.... NAKED!

We've stopped calling him Graham. His new name is Johnson.

And now for the video portion of this post.

After driving through a monsoon, I managed to get the kids safely to the indoor play place for a play date with Graham's friend K (a la this post).

It was worth risking all our lives. Graham was finally able to manage the slide by himself. He spent the entire two hours on the thing.

We finished off the playdate with a trip to McDonalds.

I wonder when the sight of Graham scarfing down a burger will stop blowing my mind.