He is trying to the catch the raindrops on his nose or tongue.
My brain is trying to say to him – “STOP. You are going to get sick if you stand in the rain.”
My heart is trying to say to my brain – “STOP. These are the little pleasures of growing up. Let him be.”
And, the brain vs the heart battle continues.
Today, the heart won. Just for a few minutes.
And, then my brain proceeded to take over, walk him inside and dry him.