Me: *standing outside with my dad* I wonder how far it is... Looks like it's getting closer Dad: *sees lightning strike. One... two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight... nine... ten... eleven- *thunder roll* More than two miles away. Me: Ooooo~! *Sees another flash* Start counting again! Dad: One, two- Me: *Sees another flash of lighting* OH LOOK! ANOTHER ONE! CLOSER BY! OH MAI GOSH! Dad: *counts that one* One, two three-*thunder cracks* Okay! It's here! Let's go inside. Me: AHAHAHAHA! YEEEES! *goes inside* Afterthought: Only awesome dads can let their 20 year old act like a little child. And now, with that rain beating down on my house and the thunder cracking and lighting flashing outside, I'm going to let that inner child take over and huddle in a quilt. @~@
