Monday, May 11, 2015

Weather Boy

I've written before about how Noah loves to call Ching.  He'll call her in the morning if he needs to tell her something, or while she's at work, or especially if she's driving home and it's taking longer than he thinks it should.  He loves to talk on the phone.  He'll even call Granny and Pa! 

I love weather. (this isn't the change in topic it seems to be - well, it is, but it's related.)  I hate the weather channel, but I love weather.  I love knowing the ten day forecast - even in all it's uselessness.  I like knowing the temp and the humidity and the wind direction and speed - maybe one of the most important parts of the forecast. 

So, I've always talked to Noah about the weather.  In the mornings when I go to get him up, and I open his curtains, I usually remark on if it's sunshine or clouds, windy or rain, that sort of thing.  Then, he started to associate clouds with rain and storms, so we'd talk about that. 

For the past couple of weeks, he's started having me pull up weather.com and see what the weather's going to be.  He's learning the temperature numbers, the sun/cloud/rain symbols.  He checks out the hourly forecast for the day, and then the ten day. 

If we're downstairs, he likes watching the weather channel.  I hate they way they make weather all extreme and scary, but for now he doesn't really get that part. 

Sometimes, even a month or two ago, he'll stand right next to the tv when the weather is on and do all the motions of the weather person!  

Now, some mornings, he just likes to call Ching and tell her about the weather. 

You just never know what they're going to pick up on.