We had our first thunderstorm of the year roll through last night, which corresponded perfectly, of course, with bedtime. Sadie was less than thrilled; Brando couldn’t be more oblivious.
I think I liked them more before we had kids. Now I’m fearful of anything that’ll wake them up. I guess it’s nice though that we’re taking more steps in the right direction. Generally, once the thunderstorms start showing up again, winter is just about done. More of a harbinger of spring than robins.