After I picked Anna June up from school last night, she wanted to play in the sandbox. Her request was denied due to an impending thunderstorm. I could feel the storm coming, along with the fact that it was getting dark and starting to thunder. Interrupting her whining, I asked her if she heard the thunder. She agreed she did.
A minute or so later, it thundered again.
"Did you hear that thunder, Mommy?"
"Yes, I heard it. Did you?"
"Yep. It sounds like Daddy!"
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