in the car with the kids and my sister in law, driving home in the pouring rain after running through a monsoon to leave the suspended (and later “terminated”) game.
drenched 6yo in the back seat: i know how hail is made. [note: we weren’t talking about hail] it’s when thunder and rain combine together. also, lightning and rain can combine too. they make little ice pieces.
6yo: i know it seems like that couldn’t happen, but that’s how it happens. thunder or lightning combine with rain. or both of them.
me: ummm, yeah, good to know.
6yo: i’ve always known that. ever since i was five years old. ever since my 6th birthday.
5yo: i know something that’s made up. there are some people who say lightning is caused by the lightning queen, that she uses it to zap angels who are good — like us — and that’s why it’s FAKE. and the thunder queen makes thunder, and the rain queen makes rain. and boys think – here’s what boys think. boys think that thunder is made by the thunder KING, and rain is made by the rain king, and that……all the weather things are made by kings. and that’s wrong. and that there are princesses and princes and kings and queens, and that’s why it’s fake, and they know that, and that’s why they forgot. [big smile]
me [having just woken up]: [brain explodes]
5yo: knock knock
me [sighing]: who’s there?
5yo [thinking for a second]: thunder
me: thunder who?
5yo [thinking some more]: thunderwear! it’s the kind of underwear that thunder wears!!! [smiling proudly]
me: [shakes head]