This morning, JE was out, I was giving Pup a bath, and Cub was lying down on his blanket just outside the bathroom. Mid-bath, I heard a BOOM BOOM BOOM, so I stopped the water to listen more closely.
I resumed bathing Pup, and BOOM BOOM BOOM again. I stopped the water and nervously asked Cub, “Cub, did you hear that? What’s that sound?” Thoughts like, Is someone trying to break in? Is someone downstairs? raced through my mind.
And he looked up at me, unfazed, and answered very matter-of-factly, “Alligator.” (Or as he pronounces it, ah-zi-ga-ga)
I stared blankly at him for a moment and then busted up laughing.
Just an alligator.
(Turned out to be our neighbor’s washing machine.)