When he "rides" John's back, now, he's not always hanging on, he's often floating above, using John simply as a platform to be where he wants in the water level. It's pretty impressive.
We went to the Rec. Center for the evening after a long day at work. While we were swimming the sky filled with clouds and darkness, and it roared and drenched the land while we swam in the light and relative dry of the indoor pool. When we got out, showered, and headed for the car, it was just pouring. So John ran for the car, and when he pulled up out front, I put Jet on my shoulders, got everything else, and trotted to the car.
One thing Motherhood is excellent for is strength building. I got there, unloaded all our bags and then loaded Jet into his seat and we headed for Souper Salad. We ate.
I watched the puddles in the parking lot turn into smal lakes. The rain here is not like Seattle rain, lazy and pervasive. Here it's gusts of detemined pounding. The water rises here so quickly. Wheither the land is ready to recieve it or not, it comes so quickly everything overflows and the land runs with water. In Seattle, the rain comes down as softly as a whisper and disappears into the loam, levels of rivers rarely rising for anything but a big melt or after days of steady, pouring rain. Here the rivers and streams appear within minutes of a downpour.
