The thunder reverberated through our house. The kids looked up in surprise and our five-year-old quickly hid under the table.
"I don't want the lightning to get me!" he cried.
"Don't worry, Bud," I said, "That lightning was very far away."
"But what if it hits our house!" he exclaimed.
"It won't ... But do you know what happened when I was a little girl?" I asked. "One time when I lived in Saskatoon we had a big, big thunder storm. There was a Dairy Queen a few blocks away from our house and lightning went right through the roof of the restaurant!"
Our son's eyes grew round. "Whoa," he said, "I bet the lightning melted all the ice cream."