Tidbits

Yesterday afternoon, leaving Babysitter's celebratory graduation pool party, Bud and I were having a noodle duel. And I was winning. Finally, having been poked and nudged a dozen or more times, Bud asked, "Why are you acting like a kid?" Why not? I parried and made another thrust. I didn't take fencing in college to lose a noodle duel with a 5 year old! "Why are you golden ruling me?" Right. Why was I making him hit me? His understanding of the golden rule is whatever people do to you, you do back to them. Great.

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We had one of the worst thunderstorms I've ever heard late last night. Lighting so close you could hear the sizzle and crack, with no delay to the thunder. We swore that one bolt hit across the street (though I don't think it did). The power flickered, resetting our cable box and sending Mama downstairs to un-alarm the house. And Sis woke up, scared to death and not feeling well because of her cold. She curled up in bed with me, then more amazed than afraid of the storm. "Mommy, the lightning looks like twinkling stars. It lights up the whole room!" She couldn't even count seconds between bolt and sound because there wasn't time. Later she noticed that we were only seeing the lightning out one window, that the storm must be passing. And soon she too was ready to move on, back to bed and sleep.