Crash, Boom, Bam!

I tried. I really did. I had K- in bed on time. We've discovered that we must continue to adhere to school bedtime, as she was staying up far too late and breaking down. Hubs had a bit of a digestively difficult day and he was in bed before nine, as well. Then it started.

Crash.

Boom.

Bam!

The thunderstorms that they had predicted all day long finally decided to start-- right at bedtime. Lightning was crashing very close to the house, so much so that I decided to turn the computer and TV off, regardless to the fact that we have them plugged into super-duper lightning safe strip plugs. Not long after moving into our lovely home, a bolt of lightning hit the power line one house down, and took out our TV. We had that TV repaired and many years later it died, but we replaced it with a much nicer one. Though our computer is a conglomeration of leftover basement parts from some lovely friends of our neighbor, I'd rather keep the box running.

I didn't write my post last night.

"Mommy, can you make the storm go away?" Oh, I wished that I could. I told her to blow and see if she could blow the storm away. Then I told her the age-old, count from lightning to thunder to see how high you can go. One. Two. Three . . . This went on for a good hour and a half. She told me that, "Mom, you can sleep in here with me. Put your checkmark into your book (bookmark), bring it in here. I made you a pillow with my Tinkerbell blanket." I ended up going in and hanging out with her. "But where is your book?" I couldn't read it in the dark! She understood. I snuggled up with her to get her calmed down. I finally got her quieted down. The storms subsided enough to turn the TV back on and I went back out to the living room. I fell asleep sitting up while reading. Then I woke back up at 1:15 AM with K- telling me-- in full voice-- the account of a nightmare that she just had. Back in her bed I went to get her all settled down. I finally made it to my bed, and here I sit.

Folks, I'm tired.

All Hubs could ask this morning was, "Why did the storms have to wait until bedtime?" I asked myself the same question! I hope it was a quiet night in your neighborhood! For whatever it is worth, at least my plants got a nice watering!