Last night about 9:30 we got our first thunderstorm of the season. The entire month of June brings evening thunderstorms. My husband and I joke about the fact that these storms almost always skirt us. We are convinced there is something going on somewherearound that breaks up the storm or send it north. It is probably the mountains we live near. The storms seem to hit the mountain range and head just north of us. Whatever it is, we get far less storms than my parents who live just miles from the edge of the mountain. But, last night we got a storm. I love night time storms. I have been talking to Indy lately about these thunderstorms and how peaceful I think they are. There is something about sounds produced in nature that is very calming, even if they are loud. So, I laid in bed, watching National Treasure thinking about how much I love storms. After about 20 minutes, I realized that my kids don't like storms. Monkey woke up and came to my room. She didn't seem scared however, when I walked her back to her room I realized that if I were her, lying in her bed able to see the flashes of lightning like her I would have been too. Then about 30 minuted after that Mutt woke up crying. Poor kid's door was closed and he had no idea what was going on. Both children went right back to sleep after I tucked them in. If there is a storm after I fall asleep, I usually wake up and lay there listening to it. It is so calming for me! I just love it!