Hunkered Down in Our Safe Place

We got a little "welcome to Nashville" greeting tonight. We'd heard there would be some severe thunderstorms. Well, it turned into a tornado warning and we watched the TV reports telling viewers exactly where the storm was in realtime. It started to approach us, so we got Wesley and followed the forecasters' instructions and got "hunkered down" in our "safe place." Yes, they used the word "hunkered." Repeatedly. Nathan said our safest place was our downstairs bathroom...which is about 15 feet from the front door. Hmmm. Anyway, then the sirens went off. If you want to feel a little on edge about something, add sirens to the mix. Little bit scary! So anyway, I thought, "if my child is going to get thrown, what would I want him in?" If you thought CAR SEAT, you would be correct (according to me). So we strapped Wesley in, gathered the couch coushions, blankets, a lighter and some candles, and headed to the little powder room. Nathan used his iPad to get a crash course in tornado safety. He taught me how to curl up in a ball and cover my head and Wesley's. By the time we were really prepared, the storm had passed. Wesley went from thinking it was fun (hey, it's not often we wake him up in the middle of the night to come hang out with us in a little bathroom), to being so bored, he fell asleep. What a letdown. A good letdown. So glad we were okay...and that we experienced our first tornado sirens and safe place reguge!