Today as I picked up the kids from school this afternoon, it rained. That’s not really unusual here in Seattle in October. Or pretty much any other month. What was unusual was the double rainbow afterwards.
DOUBLE RAINBOW
Now I’m not entirely sure, but I think it was the first one that I’ve seen. At least the first one that I could clearly see.
I spent the rest of the afternoon cooking up a triple batch of my (admittedly already large portioned) baked ziti. A family from August’s school had a baby recently, and it was our turn to bring over dinner. Let’s face it, when you’re deep in new baby mode, spending a couple of hours in the kitchen isn’t high on the priority list.
Plus it’s a great way for other people to come and see the new baby in turns without taxing the parents and the baby all at once with a grillion people showing up over the weekend.
So I was headed over to take the food, and August went with me. The kid has never met a baby he didn’t like. He used to shake around babies because he was so excited. We took the food over, I held the baby (SO SMALL!!!) and then August got in on the baby holding action.
Who doesn’t like a baby?
Actually, August got to hold the baby more than I did.
Double rainbow and a baby. Subtle connection? You make the call.