Luke has this funny way of saying, "What's going on?" like something crazy is happening. He also holds his hands out and shakes them (you really have to see it). Anyway, he did it the day that I gave him a ride on a jet ski and we watched not one, but four airplanes fly low over us on Kenlake.
Today, after observing the weather and hearing the thunder, Luke looked out his window and the conversation went like this:
Luke (very incredulously): It's sunny AND thunder, both???
Me: Yeah, it is.
Luke: What's going on here?
Me: I don't know what's going on.
Luke: What's going on here on 7th St.?
I had no idea, but thoroughly enjoyed him trying to figure it out.