While Nana and Papa were up for Kenly's first birthday, we had an awesome storm, complete with loud thunder. Kenly had taken a break from playing with her birthday loot because she decided that rain was more entertaining than her new toys. As she was gazing out the window, a loud crack of thunder startled her. She turned around wide-eyed, and Papa asked, "Kenly, what was that?"
My darling angel replied, "KKKRRCK."
Papa nearly died laughing at Kenly's imitation of thunder. She did the same imitation several times during the storm. She got some much positive reinforcement for her thunder noise that now she frequently walks around the house saying, "KKKRRCK."