Lucinda and Ethan are both afraid of thunder.
This morning there was a storm a few miles away, and the thunder was approaching.
Lucinda was frightened: “what’s the sound? what’s the sound?”, and clung to my leg.
We talked about how thunder was the sound of clouds rubbing together
and how it meant rain was coming.
We sang a song about not being afraid of thunder, and stamped our feet.
Then, I said that even though Lucinda wasn’t afraid of thunder any more, I thought Caterpillar might be.
So Lucinda spent the next five minutes comforting caterpillar,
singing the thunder song to her and explaining about
the sound of clouds rubbing together.
All things bright and beautiful -all things wise and wonderful………..special children are the product of special parents.
Pat