Rain can’t drive

Last night as we were driving home from a trip to the western portion of the state, we became a little concerned by the fact that a nasty looking thunderstorm was rapidly approaching. Weather updates on the radio warned of severe thunderstorms in the area. Because we were driving in the same direction as the storm, I decided to just keep driving, sure that we would outpace it. Tristan got a little concerned and asked, from his perch in the backseat of our van, “Mommy, will the rain catch us?” Michele replied, “No, honey, we are driving faster than the rain.” After a few seconds of silent thought, Tristan replied, “But Mom, rain can’t drive!” This was said in a tone of voice that conveyed the same meaning as if he had used the word, “Duh!” Ah, the thought processes of a three-year old…