The folks at the nearby National Guard base have been shooting off artillery all day. From where we are, it sounds like a big, deep rumble. Matthew is convinced it is thunder. I tried to tell him it was artillery, but he would not believe me and is convinced a storm is coming. When Kev got home from work today, the first thing Matthew did was run out to the garage to meet him and tell him about the thunder. Kev also tried to get him to believe it is artillery. But Matthew just told him that it is the language of thunder, so it’s thunder and a storm is coming.
How can we argue with logic like that?
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