I'm Just a Little Black Rain Cloud

Yesterday was a spectacular day.  The girls and I accomplish a lot of chores that have needed to be done for quite a while.  We cleaned out closets and donated the clothes to charity, we organized the shoe closet, and we went to ASDA to find a battery size that I have never heard of (still can't find it).  For those of you who don't know, ASDA is owned by Wal-Mart and it is more like a Tesco than a Wal-Mart.  More emphasis on groceries than stuff.

The weather was beautiful and sunny except for a few errant rain clouds.  I love it when it rains when it is sunny outside.  Just a quirk of mine.  One the way home we passed under one of these little black rain clouds and LaLa asked if it was going to rain all day.  I told her "No I think we are just underneath a little black rain cloud."  Then she got really excited.  

"Like Winnie the Pooh!"

"Yep like Winnie the Pooh!"  I was actually shocked she remembered the little black rain cloud story from Winnie the Pooh.  

Then she started singing the song:

"I'm just a little black rain cloud

hovering under the honey tree..."

I got a good laugh. I then I asked "What happened after Pooh was hovering under the honey tree?"

"He got bees in his mouth!"

"Then what?"

"He got chased by the bees! Then his balloon got popped!  Then the bees chased his some more and he had to hide under the umbrella with Christopher Robin in the mud puddle!"

I was just having such a good time listening to her explain the story to me.  It made the drive back to the house a lot more enjoyable than if the girls had been fighting in the back seat as usual.  I remember loving the tale of "Pooh and the Honey Tree" when I was a kid and I am glad that this love is shared by my girls.