We are in the middle of reported tornado touchdowns and wicked thunderstorms right now. Jesse is out of town tonight. I am freaking and trying not to spread it to the kids but trying to be proactive. This would be funny if I was joking:
We are all wearing helmets like massive dorks. Dorks with plans to keep our brains. Lays in the closet sleeping and Judah and I are in the hall beside her.
He is sleeping on a pile of laundry and I am listening to every word on the news in the living room. Prayers would be stellar.
Update: 1am and the worst has passed. Just some thunder storms to sleep through. All is well, we are de-helmeted and in our beds again. Though once the adrenaline left me I had to fill the void with with something else. I chose cheese. Straight off the block.
Prayers to all still in the path of this monster. praising him through these storms.