Stormy Morning

This morning we had a thunder storm. I was watching the kids and the lightning and thunder was pretty close. Allen ran and got his 'snuggly blanket' because he, like his sisters was scared. Our power went out for a second very soon after he sat back down next to me. I said that I really hoped we didn't lose power and asked Allen if I should say a prayer. He agreed that it was a good idea and we prayed together. After the storm subsided, Allen declared the prayer had worked.

I remember being his size on a stormy day and gathering my stuffed animals and heading to my parents room; the room I considered the safest place in our house. Today's thunderstorm reminded me that being a kid means having a very different perspective.