It's not the rain that gets scary.
It's the booms and bangs of the thunder. It's the bright flashes of the lightening.
I love it.
Yes, I do jump on occasion, but it's fun to listen to and watch.
My Zane on the other hand doesn't like it at all.
We have decided that all the noise is just the Angels playing bowling. The big booms are strikes. Even then he was nervous to cross the street to play. I loved hearing him say to Parker,
"Don't worry, it's just the Angels."
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