Dear Mr Thunderstorm:
I know your only trying to do your job, however, I am trying to do mine and be a good mother. I can't do that when i am trying to hide under MY OWN covers when you come by to visit.
So last night I had to climb out from mine and console my 2 kids that are petrified of you. Even though i tell them that you are harmless and are just a mean noise.
My daughter wanted you to know : "Not nice mr Thunderstorm!!not nice"
Please don't come around too often so this mom can get some sleep
Thanks in advance