Showing posts with label tornado warning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tornado warning. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

'Tornado Warning' - Reactions

How did I raise 4 children so different from each other? Maybe they are samples of all my multiple personalities?

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Below you will find each of my kids’ normal, every day, reactions to being told that a tornado is on the way. I only had my A-HA moment today (yeah, I’m slow that way) when a tornado did touch down in Wisconsin Rapids, a nearby town. And first I must tell you that I have two fabulous sons, who always call to check on mom during bad weather.

I was raised in tornado alley and am very familiar with them. I have what I would call, a normal fear of them. If told there is a warning I will stay home and keep my ears and eyes open. I do not run to the basement but will be prepared to if the need arises. My hubby is the same way. . . well except that time we chased a hurricane in Texas.

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Time 1 pm - Me: There’s a tornado warning and a tornado was spotted on the ground in Wisconsin Rapids so keep your eyes open.

  • Britney: Well it doesn’t seem that bad out. It’s just raining a little, no wind. . .Ok, I’m going to the store, talk to ya later.

  • Mikal: Yeah I know, Amy and I have been watching the weather channel since midnight and have taken all of our bedding into the bathroom (with the tv and cat), we’ve been in here since 8 am. We think we’re going to just sleep in here tonight. Do you think it would be safe to open the door and walk the 5 feet to the kitchen to quickly grab some food? Of course, we’ll eat it in the bathroom. I’ll call you every hour to make sure you’re ok.

  • Gage (who lives in a second floor apartment): Oh ok. Well, I think we’ll just go over to my girlfriend’s mom’s house, she has a basement. Call me when it’s over so I’ll know you’re ok.

  • Haden: I’m going outside to see if I can see it. Can we go to Rapids?


Truths may have been exaggerated just a tad, but isn’t it amazing the differences in four children raised by the same mother?

BTW, we’re all fine.

Double BTW (can I do that?, well I guess I can, it’s my blog), the pictures have absolutely nothing to do with this post.