A couple of days ago, one of the first thunderstorms of the season passed through and seeing as Tate loves being outside, we thought (inside) exposure to the sounds of the storm would help calm any scary feelings that might come with loud claps of thunder and sudden bright flashes of light. Just as Tate was getting a bit fussy, we decided to open the front door and let him keep an eye on the storm. He wasn't the only one who wanted a front row seat...
Now-a-days, this is a normal scene. Tate and Bru are usually not too far away from each other. Tate loved sitting by the door and drew the attention of a family that was walking by.
Daddy, the "storm chaser" himself, wanted to share Tate's first thunderstorm experience. Tate happily greeted him.
The boys sat by the door and talked for a good fifteen minutes before something cooler came along.
He would constantly be watching outside and then look back to make sure he wasn't missing a party or something...
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