Spent most of the morning in the basement and a good 1.5 hour chunk taking serious shelter with Carson, his friend Jason and Harper. Now I need to go clean the shower that they played in since they filled it with toys and crackers. When the sirens went off I wished Davis was home. He has had nightmares and been freaking out every night since the storm in Joplin. Our weather radio sounds and he comes unglued. I was so glad to hear he did great at school and that the teachers and Mr. Lange did such an awesome job with the kids--but did it stop me from getting him...not so much. All my eggs are in the next, anxiety lessens..for me anyway.
I live near 159th street. Just a few blocks away in OP on 158th street someone has an uprooted tree in front of their house, had three trampolines fly by and two of them got sucked up, two didn't come back the other took out her fence....it uprooted her plants and threw neighbors patio furniture over the fence into her yard. Yet someone else on the same street had no damage. How crazy is this weather? And am I getting old or what that it is freaking me out more than ever? Usually it just is what it is and assume we are all safe, but after Joplin we are all anxious.
I think we might just move into the basement and wear bike helmets. Permanently.
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