wednesday morning, around 5:30am, i began to hear sirens. ron was working out (swimming) with a friend before work and i was home alone with the kids. luke crawled in bed with me, scared. so i got up around 5:45 to watch the weather. sam ran in the den scared. by 5:50, i had determined we were in serious danger. i scooped laney up out of her bed and started running downstairs. as we touched the bottom of the stairs i heard a loud crash and felt the house rumble. yep, a tree fell on the house. over our dining room. it happened so quickly i didn't have a flashlight or candle or anything. me and the kids huddled together in the dark, shaking and praying, for the next 15 minutes.
after a while, i let the kids come upstairs to see what happened. sam saw the playset and said "i'm so mad at that tree!" it was pretty humorous... luke's reaction wasn't as humorous. he just started crying; it was pitiful.
ron finally got home, after trying to come two different ways. he was amazed at what had happened. he quickly got on the roof and cleaned off as much of the tree as he could. stannon showed up to help and before long they had the roof covered with tarp in preparation for the next round of storms.
and the kids, with such innocence, decided they'd gargle all morning. these kids are hilarious! seriously, we just experienced an E5 tornado and they're giddy as can be...
we're glad to be living 3 miles from my mom and step-dad who happen to have power. so we're spending our nights in an air-conditioned house with good food and good company.