at the end of my workday, i frantically ran around the house packing an overnight bag so my parents could watch the girls and e and i could go out to celebrate my birthday, just the two of us. there was a forecast of thunderstorms, so i wanted to be in the car before it started. as we pulled up to the end of our neighborhood, i see the first heavy, massive drops of rain begin to fall on the windshield. i smile to myself thinking, ha, i beat the rain! that should teach me to scoff at the weather. as we pulled onto the parkway which was moving at a snail's pace, the hail storm begins. at first, the clinking against the car seems mild. "see, girls? that's called hail." i attempt to give them a weather lesson. then the hail gets bigger and ping pong sized chunks of ice are assaulting the car. belly screams from the back, "mommy it's too loud!" and i almost don't hear her because it really is too. loud. i can't decide if the 3 mph pace we're keeping is making it better or worse. after about 10 minutes, it finally lets up and belly removes her hands from her ears.
i'm thankful for alone time with e while at dinner, eating yummy japanese food. also thankful for bento boxes, even though i can never finish the entire thing. i'm thankful for the little things, as always, like when we get back to my parents' house and the 4 of us sit on the stairs, just chatting.
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