We had a thunderstorm the other night and I realized when I'm on my baby-side I'm still afraid of them. I never did like them as a kid.
When I was 11 I was caught in one on a golf course. It came up out of no where. Thunder, Lightning and wind. I was a caddie and found out that trying to run with a golf bag is useless. There were two of us caddies, and we both ditched the golf bags and run.
Glad I was soaked form the rain, That way no one knew that I had wet my pants during all this.
The storm the other night I ended up pulling the covers up over my head so I didn't see the lightning. There one bolt of lightning that had to be close, seen the flash even under the covers, and heard the thunder about the same time. Glad I was diapered for bed because when that happened I wet.
You might think that some one would out grow that, I never did.
Of course I think most babies are afraid of storms.