Where we live we seem to miss most storms, they either go right past us or they are very small. On the weekend we had a very quick and severe storm. Strong wind, massive hail and sideways rain. This was the first storm Cakes been old enough to see (she was too young for the 2011 floods).
As she has stopped having day time sleeps at home she was a bit grizzly and had sent herself to bed early this evening. When I came into the room and said that there was ice falling from the sky she couldn't get to the door quickly enough. Looking out the window she was pointing out each piece as it fell and trying to count them. As she has only learnt to count to 20 this was a short lived process. Once the hail died down a little we headed out the front to collect some ice to wash and eat. She thought this was great.
I was keen to collect much much more and fill the bath tub for her (as this was something I remembered doing with a friend in primary school and thought it was the best), but she wasn't keen. Daddy collected the largest two pieces in the yard though they had melted from the rain by the time he got them. When they were coming down they were the size of tennis balls, by the time he got to them they were only as big as golf balls.
After the hail stopped Daddy suggested we look outside for a rainbow. There was one that spanned the entire sky (and a faint double rainbow). Cakes named each colour from top to bottom and bottom to top. She was teaching Daddy the order of the colours, which ones were primary colours and which ones were secondary colours. After a while the birds were back out in full flight and there was a beautiful rainbow with lorikeets flying in front of it. Then the clouds slowly swallowed the rainbow and the sky went dark again. Cakes was asleep before it stopped raining. Storm chasing is a tiring activity.
As she has stopped having day time sleeps at home she was a bit grizzly and had sent herself to bed early this evening. When I came into the room and said that there was ice falling from the sky she couldn't get to the door quickly enough. Looking out the window she was pointing out each piece as it fell and trying to count them. As she has only learnt to count to 20 this was a short lived process. Once the hail died down a little we headed out the front to collect some ice to wash and eat. She thought this was great.
I was keen to collect much much more and fill the bath tub for her (as this was something I remembered doing with a friend in primary school and thought it was the best), but she wasn't keen. Daddy collected the largest two pieces in the yard though they had melted from the rain by the time he got them. When they were coming down they were the size of tennis balls, by the time he got to them they were only as big as golf balls.
After the hail stopped Daddy suggested we look outside for a rainbow. There was one that spanned the entire sky (and a faint double rainbow). Cakes named each colour from top to bottom and bottom to top. She was teaching Daddy the order of the colours, which ones were primary colours and which ones were secondary colours. After a while the birds were back out in full flight and there was a beautiful rainbow with lorikeets flying in front of it. Then the clouds slowly swallowed the rainbow and the sky went dark again. Cakes was asleep before it stopped raining. Storm chasing is a tiring activity.
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