Meilani's First Storm: Let it rain, Let it rain, Let it rain

In the distance, we heard the crack and then the deep, rumbling thunder. We knew what was coming next. Drops began to dance lightly on the rooftop. We pushed back from the dinner table and grabbed Meilani for a closer look at her first rain storm. By the time we made it out the garage door, the drops were no longer a soft spray. The water was dumping from the sky as if someone were emptying car wash buckets right above the garage door opening. Meilani was fascinated.

Granted, this little girl has seen rain before back in California. But nothing like this. This kind of storm is full of so much power and entertainment. We watched for a while. She wanted to get down from Daddy's protective hold and walk with bare feet on the cement. As the rain hits, a kind of mist rises from the ground. She wasn't quite sure what to make of the thunder. She wasn't fully afraid but not exactly laughing either. Who needs TV?