I know that the sudden thunderstorm that had lasted through the late afternoon into the evening has been different. We don't usually get them for so long, so I can tell you are a little shaken. You are sleeping in a new bed, and you are learning all these new words, and your imagination is running wild. But here's the thing:
Tonight is not the night to spontaneously decide that the sound of thunder is really the sound of a monster coming, and therefore terrifying. It's also not the night to start screaming this at your brother, and freaking him out a little bit (even though he really doesn't think it's a monster coming. He just doesn't like unpredictable, loud sounds, and once he's a little on edge, the sound itself freaks him out. You aren't helping).
Last night you woke us up at midnight, and got papa and Henry up for the day around 4:00am, so while YOU got a nap, no one else did and everyone else could really use a peaceful night. Of sleep. Seriously, sleep. This monster business just will not do.
So, sweet darling, enjoy the slushy sound of the rain, and the cars driving on wet roads, let the thunder rumble through you, relax and go to sleep. Please. Please. Please.
Love and kisses,
Mama
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