We had a pretty impressive storm last night, as far as thunder and lightning are concerned. Sam woke up around 10:30 at night because of the noise. Not because she was scared. Oh, no, not at all. Samantha loves thunderstorms. She woke up because she wanted to go out to the sun porch off our bedroom to watch the lightning and listen to the thunder.

She was awake until around midnight, and was very disappointed when the storm finally passed. When I was sitting with her in her room trying to get her to go back to sleep, she kept saying "Daddy, make thunder come back again."

Between Samantha and work, I didn't get to sleep until almost 2 am, then I had to be at work in time for an all-day meeting that started at 9.

Y...a...w...n.....