When the wind blows...

My little man came running up the stairs on the deck screaming. I mean SCREAMING like he was hurt. I grabbed him up and checked for blood or protruding bones. After coming up with nothing, I asked him why he was screaming. "I, I, I scayud." (Scared) I asked him what scared him and he replied..."The wind!" That's right folks. He's afraid of the wind. Big Daddy was so proud.