We were here.... where were you?
Ashlyn was having fun reading books by the candlelight, I was miserable listening to the roof blow off the house. (And yes- that is my purse. I make sure when tornadoes come, everyone is dressed, has on shoes, and I have my purse and cell phone with me. Seeing as how this storm blew in out of no where in exactly .02 seconds, I didn't have enough time to pack an extra outfit in a tote bag for everyone like I always do. I like to be prepared.)
And then, at 6a.m., this is a little of what we found... a sure sign that we were meant to stay home today- Ashlyn's school is closed, so she gets to stay home again. Let me re-phrase that; she HAS to stay home as she says, because she is the only child I know who would rather be in school.