#7 Rain and hanging out with your parents
Once when I was very young, my parents and my sisters and I gathered in the living room to watch a storm. We moved back the coffee table and sat on the carpet in front of a bay window that looked onto the youngish maple tree in the center of our front lawn. Our neighbors, the Mastersons, lived across the street, and their trees were far enough back from the curb that above our maple you could see a whole swath of sky.
I don't remember now whether the power was out or whether we chose to turn out the lights and watch the storm, but in either case, the lightning was wonderful. I do remember that this was one of the times that my dad chose to show us how he could call thunder. He would see the lightning, raise his arms, and then shake them when the thunder came. We would squeal.
Although my parents were both big fans of us kids learning about nature, my dad never explained his miraculous powers to us. That was up to a National Geographic series of books.
Stranger from the internet here, hoping that all is well.
OH HAI
IM IN UR COPA CABANA
MACKIN ON UR LADY
I CAN HAS DIAMOND
O NOES GUN
BRB
OH HAI
O NOES OLD LADY
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Had to delurk for this. O NOES, IRRESISTIBLE CONTEST!
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