Monday, August 29, 2011

Stormy summer

It was a dark and stormy night, not unlike tonight. We've been having a lot of storms a lot lately. This particular storm was about two weeks ago. The wind alone was loud enough to keep us up but it was the ear-splitting cracks of thunder that made it impossible to sleep—I can only imagine what those bunkered down on the east coast for Hurricane Irene are going through. Anyway, it was a wild enough storm that Andrew and I decided that sleep was futile. We got up to watch the storm from the living room.

I walked into the living room first and was taken aback when a bolt of lightning illuminated the window, silhouetting the figure of a person!

I just about jumped out of my skin before I realized it was only Karen, who had also gotten up to watch the storm (being unable to sleep through it as well). She gave me quite the shock.

After a while I began to wonder how our children were sleeping through this cacophony—the rain was beating right against their window, after all. Perhaps their room had gotten struck by lightning and we didn't even notice...or maybe a giant sinkhole opened up and swallowed both the girls and Grandpa (who happened to be asleep in his bedroom below the girls) could happen.

I decided to check on them, just to make sure they were alright.

Rachel was fast asleep but poor Miriam was sitting up in bed, sucking her thumb, pulling her ear, and looking quite terrified.

"Momma!" she wailed when I stepped in to get her.

I love that self-soothing, thumb-sucking girl...but, seriously! Sometimes it's okay to cry out in the night!there was no need for her to be frightened in her crib, alone. Poor thing.

She slept through last night's storm and so far has been sleeping through tonight's, but these last couple of storms hardly hold a candle to the one a few weeks ago. We've been having such a wet, cold summer. If I'm not mistaken there is still snow on Timpanogos—from my earlier memories of life in Utah the snow was always gone by the middle of summer, but not this year. 

1 comment:

  1. There was snow on Timp in August the first year we lived in Orchard Creek, actually :) I used to look out of our bedroom window and think "Wow, is that still there?"