Big Clouds from the Sky

My son Oscar, AKA Tornado, has been retelling me a story for a few days now that goes something like this: "Big clouds come down from sky on the dirt. I no like big noisy. Make light on the ground." I think it was a dream he had about thunderstorms, as he first told me upon waking from a nap. It comes up pretty often, appropos of nothing usually. Today when it came up the story evolved to include the lizards at Nana's house and the fact that he was sitting on a table NOT a big rock. Hmm, yes, of course.