Just over a week ago, we had our first big tornado outbreak since moving here. The tornado sirens were going, weathermen were warning like crazy to stay inside, get to your tornado shelter, etc. It was terrifying!
I found out part way through that a tornado had hit about a mile from our apartment, and actually tore up the neighborhood of one of the families we go to church with! 5 people died from all of the tornados and multiple houses/businesses were torn to shreds.
C was being uncharacteristically quiet, but I knew he was just playing in the kitchen. It turns out we had a little whirlwind of our own sweep through the kitchen. When I went in to check on him, he had climbed his brother’s step stool and was helping himself to the pan of brownies on the counter. I burst out laughing and ran for the camera.
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