I haven’t always loved thunder and lightning, but as I have gotten older, I have come to really enjoy watching storms roll in. I am always awed by the power of the booming thunder crashes and entertained by the unique rolling noise leading up to the lightning – it almost sounds like a sinister roller coaster ticking up, up, upwards before the long downward drop. Since we have had a lot of storms lately, I have been taking the boys out onto the porch to watch them. They mostly enjoy it, but every once in awhile, a big boom of thunder will make them come scurrying over to me for reassurance. Tonight we had a pretty fierce storm. I managed to snap 1 or 2 photos before they needed me and then we just cuddled on the couch (with Bauer of course) and watched the storm roll in. J had a bright idea for us to blow into our straws (why we were playing with straws is a story for another day) and try to blow the storm away. I wound up with quite a bit of toddler spit on my lap.
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