Crazy few days!

Well first we were slammed by some crazy storm on Saturday. We knew it was coming and I warned Ray we'd better get the kids bathed before the thunder/lightning got any closer. (History here... my grandma was struck by lightning TWICE in her life so I get jittery when it comes near). We got the baby done and dressed but the storm hit before the other two were out... needless to say the power went out and they were in the tub in the dark. Goodness did that scare them! We got them out and poor Alex was so nervous (I was frantic, the lightning and thunder were right outside and I was shaking... that didn't help). We said a prayer with the kids and got them dressed. Right after that the rain... no... monsoon hit. It was a downpour like mad and the windows were of course open. We were frantic to get those closed and Ray and I got them but goodness did that rain come in the house fast. Poor Alex kept saying "I scared" but Ariana said she wasn't at all (big girl!) We eventually cuddled with the kids (after the storm passed) and used flashlights/lantern until bed. The power didn't come on until 5 the next morning... what a pain!

Then on Sunday Ariana was going potty and telling me that her foot hurt from the sandals she wore to church. She was looking at her foot to show me, lost her balance, and used her head to stop her fall... on the tub next to her. She had such a big lump there and today has a nice black eye (which I did *not* do by the way... lol). Poor thing.


Then today Ray was found sleeping in Ariana's bed. This is unusual enough but Alex and Ariana were putting blankets on him and playing around him instead of napping *with* him like he intended. What a riot.