Some strong storms passed through the area this afternoon. The boys were taking a nap and I was downstairs in the dungeon working. I had heard the thunder and rain through the baby monitor, but didn't realize just how bad it was until the power went out. I stumbled through the basement to the stairs and made my way up. The house was pitch black. I opened the curtains, but that didn't help much. It was dark outside, as well.
A few minutes after the power went out, Rowan woke up very early from his nap and was very concerned about the darkness. He called me over and over and begged me to turn on the lights. I went to his room and tried to explain about the power, but he's 3 and didn't really care for my explanation. By this time, John was startled awake by Rowan's crying and he began to cry too. So, I put Rowan into John's bed while I searched for a flashlight. Thank goodness for dinosaur flashlights. The kids play with that darn thing all the time, so I knew it had to be around somewhere relatively close by.
My MIL called to say there was a tornado warning for our area. I cracked open the window and heard the sirens, so downstairs we went.
I tried calling Morgaine to make sure she was safe. She was supposed to be walking from school to her dad's house, about 8 blocks. She didn't answer her cell phone and no one answered at her dad's house. After several minutes of trying to reach her, I freaked out and called Mike. I was frantic and worried about Morg and the boys were scared and there was lots of bad, scary energy floating around the house. I'm sure that phone call made Mike think I was totally insane. But he managed to calm me down and make me see that rushing out with the boys in the car to search for her would not be a good idea. So I waited and paced and tried to call about a zillion times. Finally she answered. She made it to her dad's house and was wet but safe. Thank the gods.
The storms have passed and everyone here is safe and unharmed. I hope you and your loved ones are safe, as well.
Blessings