First of all, I want to let you all know why I think my son wanted to stay home and not go to his grandparents' house yesterday. He came down with a nice case of poison ivy. I guess it was only a matter of time before that happened. He spends a lot of time in the woods. So I had to deal with that today.
Anyway, my story here doesn't have anything to do with that. It has to do with the power outages we've been experiencing due to the massive thunderstorms that have been rumbling through my neck of the woods. This evening the power went out yet again. It was pretty dark outside. My son and our wonderful German Shepherd, Schultz, decided it would be a good time to have a berserk and run around the house.
They started running like complete maniacs, bumping into furniture and making lots of noise. Of course they could barely see anything.
"Hey, knock it off," I said. "You're going to get hurt!"
But they were too riled up. Around and around they went, giggling and barking like a couple of idiots.
Mother Nature helped me out a bit, because suddenly there was a huge clap of thunder right above our house. Those boys stopped in their tracks. They both came and sat down next to me.
"Mama, is Mother Nature angry?" my son asked.
"Yeah. She doesn't like when you don't listen to your Mama."
"Okay," said my son. "I'll listen to you, because I don't want you or Mother Nature mad. You guys are scary!"