Friday, July 14, 2006

It's an electrical storm, right?

One morning this week we experienced a brief but ferocious thunderstorm that turned the sky nighttime dark with blinding flashes of lightning and almost simultaneous booms of thunder. It was jarring for all of us, and while Bud never crossed the threshold into full-fledged anxiety, he spent several storm-filled minutes pacing and suggesting ways to make it stop. He remained the model of grace under pressure and was extraordinarily polite, if increasingly persistent, with his requests. I transcribed the monologue as he gave it. It went something like this:

"Can the storm go home now?"

"Say 'Let the storm go!' Everybody: 'Let the storm go!'."

"Can you make the storm go with our umbrella, please?"

"I need you to let the storm let go, Mom."

"There are too many storms, Mom."

"Can you turn the storm off?"

"Can the storm run out of battery?"

"Can you let out the battery, please?"


Tara said...

I am laughing and nodding in unison.
My son also seems to think that I have unusual powers that somehow can change the course of storms. A few days ago Littleman was concerned with a power outage in town. He looked up at his Dad and me an said "We'll be plunged into a thousand years of darkness!" Scripting anyone?????

kristina said...

It was a dark and electrical day here too, indeed!

The storm seems to have gone back home here but left us hot and humid.

Usethebrains Godgiveyou said...

We had a storm also...what got Ben was the QUIET when the fridge, dryer, and AC quit making noise.

"It's too quiet", he says, " it freaks me out!"

Anonymous said...

i just love the way bud talks.