Heavenly Father, I am grateful for THE SMELL of RAIN

Yesterday, I was folding blankets and talking to my sister on the phone while the girls were playing dolls in their bedroom and all of the sudden I smelt a strong familiar smell, the smell of rain. Then the rain began to pour in buckets. I called to my girls and yelled, "Rain!" We go outside, not inside, when it rains. The girls immediately ran outside and into the gutter, which filled to capacity before you could have counted to five. They jumped and splashed until they were soaked. MJ came back quickly and said, "Coldy." It was a little brisk, but Sierra didn't seem to notice. I finally had to call her in to get ready for school.