Thunderstorms

Yesterday afternoon the storms rolled in. The girls had been up from their naps for about an hour or so and we were relaxing in the family room when I realized that it had gotten really dark... so dark in fact that I had to turn on the stairwell light just to get upstairs to the living room. I quickly urged the girls to join me. The last time there had been a thunderstorm, it had been a fairly tame one, but Alie had enjoyed seeing the lightening light up the sky. The three of us huddled together in my red chair, watching the lightening cut through the dark sky and listening to the huge rumbles of thunder, applauding after each one. We watched the downpour and the wind push the rain off our awning in huge bursts. We watched our neighbors run from their cars, up their stairs and into their homes. We watched "Fake Jim" across the street secure his storm door and pull down all of his windows. We giggled excitedly as the lights flickered (although that ultimately caused us to need to cancel dinner). I love looking at things through the excited eyes of my toddlers.