Spent about 40 minutes in the basement today due to bad storms and tornados being spotted here and there. Was so annoying, I hate the basement.

Of course Elijah hated it too. First he hated it because the storm woke him up from his nap and he cried every time it thundered. Then he hated it because he couldn’t get down on the floor and play in the basement.

The dog hated it too. He’s terrified of storms. He always breaks into E’s room to get under his crib. Used to go in there under our bed when it was our room. If he can’t get there, he goes upstairs to under our bed. So needless to say, it was hard to keep him in the basement with us.

Now the storms are back and I probably shouldn’t even have this computer on. But oh well. Poor E though, he is just so scared and tired, but he refuses to go to sleep. I don’t know what to do with him. He used to sleep through storms so good, like I do, I don’t know what happened. Today was the first time he was even scared of one.

The “old fracture wound” still hurts. I guess instead of a rain detecter it is now a tornado detecter.