K. has been through thunderstorms before, but Friday night was her first really big storm. Things looked (and sounded) bad enough that I had to get her at about 10:30 p.m. and she, the dogs, and I spent some time in the half bath downstairs (B. was just outside the door watching and listening).We have a hand-crank radio that we used, though kept wishing we could check the TV or internet to see if more storms were coming or see what the dopplar radar looked like. I realized that I know where all of our emergency items are located (flashlights, lighter for oil lamp, radio, bottled water etc.) but that they're scattered about the house. I'm going to make an emergency kit with some necessities. Yes, I know I'm pretty obsessive about things, so it might surprise you that I don't have one already, but that is exactly why I don't have one already--I've been tempted to make kits for any possible combination of disasters, though are we really going to get a hurricane? Here?
But I learned of one other important item that I'll need in my kit--when I grabbed K. from her room I didn't bring her diaper bag, and so I spent a rather unpleasant amount of time in a small space with her, the dogs, and a gift in her diaper. Icky!
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