Mommy thinks that this stretchy shirt thingy will make me feel less crazy when the big boomers start outside the window. She says that there are elves in the sky rolling balls into pins and when they hit them it makes those big smashing sounds. I am not sure that I believe her but the shirt does make me kind of sleepy. I really only feel better when I am lying on Mommy’s feet and, of course, when they stop making all that racket.
And then just when the thunder stopped there was all these crack crack crack sounds from the house next door. Mommy said that it was a silly holiday where people like to blow themselves up and shoot gun powder into the air. Bowling elves in the sky and then crackers. Where’s a girl to hide? Oh, Peanut’s bed, of course, with Louise and Nine. We were all kind of shook up. Why don’t people do anything quietly!
We are speechless! Thank you, Peanut, for saving us, and Mommy, for my new thunder shirt.
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