It stormed most of the night.  The thunder was loud and the lightning bright.  Part way through the night Sophie was really freaked out.  She was alternating between running around and whining.

She was getting increasingly agitated.  At one point the thunder was VERY LOUD and Middle Boy came in my room to hang out until the storm passed.  It reminded me that he truly is just a little boy in a big boy's body.

After about two hours of chatting and trying to soothe Sophie they were both calmed down enough to go back to bed.  He took Sophie with him and then spent the remainder of the night curled up together in a peaceful sleep.

Younger Boy slept through the whole thing.  Pretty sure it was the meds.