Drinking the rain

I was in the mudroom collecting raincoats, hats, and stroller cover to gear up for a very rainy run. August went out to the deck to stomp in puddles. I was listening to him laugh as I got my shoes on, but then it got quiet...too quiet. I looked outside and there he was, lying face down in a puddle, licking the water off the deck.

When I asked him what he was doing he said he was drinking the rain. That he wanted some water.

Poor neglected child- I told him just ask mommy and she will get you a glass of water. And I did, and then we set out to run the loop through Woodstock.

When we got back from our run we got a jar and set it outside.

So we can finally have a proper glass of rainwater to drink.