10:30 p.m. Go to bed
12:30 a.m. Awaken to the sound of tornado sirens
12:35 a.m. Turn on the television to decide what to do
12:40 a.m. Nervously listen to more tornado sirens
12:41 a.m. Hear the weather man announce that there are four funnel clouds moving in our direction
12:42 a.m. Decide to bring kids downstairs with us
12:45 a.m. Sit with Lydia in the bathtub while she sleeps on my shoulder
12:55 a.m. Decide that the bathtub isn't an interior wall
12:55 a.m. Move to our large pantry; Lydia wakes up and plays with food
12:57 a.m. Jonah sleeps on pantry floor
1:00 a.m. Mike watches the storm, assuming I guess, that he'll dive for the pantry if needed
1:15 a.m. Funnel clouds are near
1:30 a.m. Lydia vomits
1:45 a.m. Jonah snores; the weather appears to be settling
2:00 a.m. Return kids to their beds
2:22 a.m. Toss & turn in bed-- what a weird night
6:30 a.m. The alarm rings. Was that a dream? Did that really happen?
4 comments:
I know the feeling. Grandpa and I stayed in a school building for three days and three nights, when a hurricane threatened our area.
I remember the time your mom and I got under our basement steps because of tornado warnings in Columbus.
You and your brother are my nighttime entertainment! Tornado warnings....accordian players.....what comes next?!!!
Love ya,
Mom
Wow, how scary for you all. Thank God that a tornado did not touch down.
I so wish I was there. Did you take that picture? Every time I hear a tornado warning, I'm so tempted to go out and find it. Why is it that those who don't want to see them do, and people like me never get the chance. Life just isn't fair.
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