One Sunday, driving home from church with our grandson, we began a discussion on rain. Xavier asked, "Where is the rain?" I answered,"It's hard to see, but if you'll look at the windshield, you'll see the rain drops." He replied,"The rain drops are up there; they drop the rain out of the sky. I call those clouds 'rain drops'. They make rain drips...see those rain drips?" His explanation seemed quite logical. Winnie-the-pooh must have been four when he posed as a little black rain cloud, thinking he could convince the honeybees by saying,"tut-tut, it looks like rain."