Well, what started out as a warm, lazy, rainy spring day turned into a very frightening night for the girls.
Here’s Hannah this morning, ready for the rain!
And here’s Katie…she’s in total denial that we are NOT actually going to the pool again today.
So, after I put the girls in bed tonight, I decided to take the dogs for a walk and Brian says “You’re not thinking of walking right now are you?”
“Uh, because there’s tornadoes!”
Now, I have to tell you that Brian and I always tend to butt heads over storms. He has a tendency to overreact and I am a big time under-reacter. I don’t know why, but tornadoes do not terrify me. I know that they should, I know how deadly they are, but I’m just never scared of them. Even tonight as the tornado sirens were going off and we were huddled in the basement…totally not scared. I’m tough like that. 🙂
But it’s funny to me, how often I forget the way children’s mind’s work. When I got the girls up out of bed and said “Let’s go to the basement, girls! There’s a tornado”, Hannah looked at me with sheer terror in her eyes and said “What’s tornado? Is it a monster coming to get us?”. I had forgotten that the last time that we were all hunkered down in storm mode, she was too young to remember it now.
So down we went, with the camel crickets and lizards into the dungeon. But we were fine. The sky was all crazy looking and it got real quiet, but nothing more than a bad storm, so we were lucky.