It's raining, it's pouring...

At 4:13am this morning, I hear the pitter patter of little feet, followed by a certain 4 year old busting into our room.  
Conversation went something like this:

"Mommy, there's a strange sound in my room!"  
Ummm, yea Lily, that's rain.  
"Rain? I love rain!  Can I go outside and play in the rain?!?!?"
Uhhhh, no.  It's the middle of the night and cold outside.  Go back to bed!
{followed by crying and a temper tantrum}
{followed by Mommy having a cup of coffee before her early morning workout, ugh}

TGIF!

{payback for these early morning wake up calls will be so fun when she's a teenager...counting down the years}