This weekend the rain rolled in, and I was one happy camper. It was nice to see some rain here in Colorado. The sound of the rain against the window sounds so peaceful. We watched the lightning off in the distance, and heard the thunder rumble as we sat out on the patio. We took our daughter to the park. We lost track of the time. We played on the slides, climbed on a few monkey bars, and played some drums, and did some rattling. Sunshine, laughter, and just being with our daughter was blissful. My husband and I like to sit out and enjoy a nice cup of coffee in the evenings, once the air is cool, and the sun is setting. (It's just so beautiful) We enjoyed some food off the grill, and later played with some blocks with our daughter. We piled a few pillows together on the ground and read through a few books. (Right now our daughter's favorite book seems to be: Big Dog....Little Dog, by P.D Eastman.) When we all lay together on the ground this seems to be the time that our p