We had a terrific storm last night. Because of the angle of the pounding rain water came in under our garage door necessitating a rush to move all my boxes of books to a new location in the garage. During that time the lights flickered, went on and off a few times, then brightened and dimmed accompanied by fwump Fwwwumm whump. About that point, we decided to shut off all our power.
While Seth was upstair checking on computers, he happened to notice flashing and a red glow coming from the direction of the power lines behind our house. Lots of fun. In the end nothing was damaged, there were no fires and our power went back on an hour later when the storm calmed down.
While we were without power, though, M got a lesson on electricity. It was just about bedtime and she wanted us to turn on her bedroom light, or at least her night light. Of course, we couldn't comply. After she calmed down, we talked about things that need electricity to function. The list was really rather long. After a while she asked if the water needed electricity. Not the cold water but the hot water does. Books, the play house and toy cars didn't. And while her light did, going to sleep really didn't require electricity. I don't think she believed me.