More storms last night. My heart goes out to those Boy Scout mothers & fathers who lost their sons last night. I can't even imagine how devastated they are.
We fared well. Tornadoes went around us again (praise God)! We did spend time in the basement. The Spiderlegs came over & brought the kitties. The boys were being stubborn & wanted to stand outside. I think Laura & I were more content where it was safe. I coerced Anthony to come down with us after awhile
After everyone went home & to bed, I had a long talk with Big A about standing out in the storms. I know he thinks they are fascinating, but, to me, storms aren't anything to mess with. I want him to have his fun, stand outside & gawk (he is a total gawker at everything). But when I feel it's necessary or at least more safe to go downstairs, I need him to come with me. Not only to calm me down (I HATE storms) but to help me with Moose. This kid was awake 2-3 hours AFTER bedtime, AFTER he'd been asleep for 2 hours. He didn't want to sit. I tried to lay with him under the stairs, but he didn't want to go to sleep. But I think Big A (kind of) understands that I'll stay upstairs while I think it's okay, but that we all need to go to the basement as a family when the time comes....even if it ends up being that nothing happens.
Today is a nice day...but I don't want to walk. This is not the week to workout (if you catch my drift!). And I'm just hoping Moose isn't a grump today; although he did sleep in until 8 (oh yeah!).
Anyway, so we're good today again, thank the Lord. Please keep the families in Omaha and Iowa (of the boyscouts) in your prayers.