I woke up to the sound of rain this morning. I was a bit confused at first, I almost forgot what that sound was. Not long after I woke up, there was a flash of light and a giant crash of thunder. I worried that it woke the kids, so I hurried into their bedrooms to check on them: both sleeping. I mosied downstairs to see if Taylor was gone. He was going to go surfing this morning. I found him on the couch and then I heard Ashton call me.
“Mom! What is that sound?”
“Really?! It’s raining?! I heard a rolling sound too.”
“That was thunder. It’s really loud, huh?”
I don’t think this kid knew what thunder sounded like! I can’t remember the last time we had a thunderstorm here. I think we were caught in one last summer when we were on vacation. Maybe. But it’s new for us here. It’s just too bad that it woke up my kids prematurely. It might be a long day with cranky kids.