Honestly I can’t remember many thunderstorms since Jackson was born. I know there’s been a bunch, but he’s such a sound sleeper it’s never really effected him.
That was until tonight. Massive clap of thunder… “dad that’s God farting.” No warning, no lead in… just dropped a God fart joke out of nowhere.
I remember being told thunder was God bowling in heaven… as for the fart theory? That’s new to me. Out of the mouths of babes.
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