(It is storming right now. Has been for a couple of hours. I'm only able to post because I have the MacBook. All the other computers in the house have been unplugged from the wall, and no one bathed tonight...) Little Z woke up because of the thunder and came out to convince us that it was NOT the reason she was up. Even though Daddy had her figured out from the beginning. *z*: I is thirsty. Daddy: You can't have a drink. It's late. *z*: But I need a drink! Daddy: Are you scared by the storm? *z*: (near tears) uh huh Daddy then took her out on the front step, so she can see that thunder is nothing to be scared of. They come back inside with Daddy laughing. Daddy: Tell mommy where the storm is. *z*: It's in 'da sky. Daddy: Where in the sky? *z*: All the way up there. In outer space!