The kids were troopers.
Brady was holding down the toilet.
Mya and Sydney were having fun on the counter.
Abram and Callen were toddling around.
And Greysen had his paci, so life was good for him.
That was the story of this past Friday. I was watching all six kids at my sister's house. The two littlest boys were upstairs sleeping and the rest of us were downstairs playing when sky got very dark and the siren in Huxley went off. I freaked out for a moment, called Jason, hung up with Jason, raced upstairs with Brady so he and I could each get a sleeping boy and herded everyone into the bathroom downstairs!
I found out by phone about 10 minutes later that they had the siren on for the strong winds. This makes no sense in my mind. If I hear a siren when the sky looked like it did, I think the tornado is about to hit us! Oh well, I was definitely glad to be more safe than sorry. We stayed in the bathroom another ten minutes until Jason gave us the clear.
It makes for a funny story now!
After lunch and while the little boys were sleeping again, I let the older kids make a tent with furniture and blankets (again, another fun thing I remember doing as a kid).
After lunch and while the little boys were sleeping again, I let the older kids make a tent with furniture and blankets (again, another fun thing I remember doing as a kid).
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