Fine Mom- I’ll stop worring about it …
So perhaps you’d like to hear a couple funny thing that happened here yesterday….
First, and I will most likely have to write more about this, I am the proud owner of a clothes line. Don’t laugh. I really wanted a clothes line since Tim and I moved from 95th street in Wauwatosa. There is something so grounding about walking outside where the kids are playing to hang the clothes… I know it’s kind of quirky, but it makes me happy… Anyway yesterday there were storms that thought about blowing by my neck of the woods. I say “thought” because by the time they go here they were nothing but a few drips and an unintimidating burp of thunder – be that as it may it was enough to round up the troops and run outside to snatch our freshly dried cothes off the line. We had a very efficient assmebly line going as we worked like army ants to save our laundry. And even thought there was hardly enough rain to justify the excitment, when Tim came home from work I was all excited to report that I had my first clothes line – rain emergency.
Also yesterday I was cleaning and found a whistle left over from my early life guarding days. Pretty impressive that I still have that – hey? So, just for fun I blew it to see what the kids would do… Grace cried – no suprise there – acting startled is one of her best talents – just ask my mom who is always careful to never yell around the baby 🙂 But here is the great part, the other three came running from all corners of the house and without saying a word lined up in front of me, in order of age, and waited for me to impart some kind of very important instruction. It was like a scene out of the sound of music and no, they have’t seen that movie since forever ago. I told them how impressed I was and suggested that they could clean up the livingroom if they really wanted something to do… Cole was not all too happy with me when he found out there was no real emergency, decided it was a good time to tell his mother about the “boy who called wolf.” Hmmm – I guess it’s the sourt of thing that’s only fun once, but I may just have to check it out again….
So today we are off for lunch in the park, a quick swim in the wading pool, and Cole has a tennis lesson. We should be home just in time to watch the afternoon storm reports. Cole will be happy about that as he loves a good weather report… can you say Cousin Katie?
Happy Day to All…
T
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Cole’s MY kind of kid! Was biking with Curtis and my Dad in the Dunes yesterday and weather was GREAT! I checked all radars before we left and they were clear for the next two hours. After an hour on the trail, a HUGE bolt of lightening strikes a few miles ahead of us. We turn around and the thunder clouds are BUILDING like crazy off to the west. Curtis is quiet, and I keep telling him I LOVE thunderstorms…Yeah RIGHT! We are booking it home. I see a cloud to the West over the ocean and say to my dad that it looks like a funnel cloud. Then, we can’t see it, because trees are blocking it. We get into view again, and the Funnel is now stretched from the sky halfway to the water. A minute later, it’s touching the water- a very skinny funnel! I say to my dad- “Yep, I”m pretty sure that’s a tornado!”
I was DYING and was trying to act like I wasn’t bothered by it at all! We beat the storm home. Got our bikes in the house, and when we got on the elevator, it was pouring out! CLOSE call….and not a situation that this meterologist would normally get herself into! Quite the adventure….funnel never made it to land and broke up shortly after we saw it!
Glad to see you blogging again! Coffee is in hand!
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