Tornado scare

After the carnival, Dave dropped us off at home and then headed down south to Youth Conference.  Within minutes of him leaving, the rains came down and the tornado sirens started screaming.  I headed to the basement with the kids and Lucy.  The house was blowing and based on the urgency in the weatherman's voice, I knew this was serious.  We hung out in the basement for about an hour.  The kids thought it was the greatest because they got to watch Netflix and wrestle with each other way after their typical bedtimes.  After it seemed like the storm had passed, we headed upstairs and went to bed. 

 

The next day we drove around and easily spotted the tornado's destructive path.  A metal light pole was snapped in half!  It was shocking.  Our area was left relatively unharmed, thankfully.  Gosh, I hate these tornados.

It was comforting to know that while we were cooped up in the playroom of the basement, I knew that the next room over was fully of water, food, supplies, etc.  We would have been prepared with the essentials, had we needed them.  And thankfully, the batteries in the flashlight worked, too.  

5-30-13