Stormy Weather

Crash, Bam, Boom, the storm came last night and it was fierce. The Little People do not like bad weather. The weather radio sent out its alarm for a tornado and H and M were bouncing off the walls like ping pong balls, screeching at their dad to get off the lawn mower and closing blinds to keep from seeing the lightning lighting up the early evening sky. They ran to the closet under the stairs and pulled out all of their toys anticipating taking cover in case the tornado came closer. The two were riveted to the news on the television. H prayed for safety before our evening meal.

Slowly, as the storm progressed, they began opening the front and back doors venturing out on the porch for a closer look. Then they wanted to sit on the porch and watch the storm...Now I have gone from comforting my shivering Little Man and clinging Little Girl to yelling at the kids to come in and shut the door...and this is how it is every time a storm rolls our way.