We were all in the Family Night Room when a very serious storm brewed, and started dumping.  Micah went down to pull anything inside that needed to be, and you could hear him hooting and hollering all the way upstairs.  I went down to see what the excitement was all about, and about a minute later, the Tweedles came down with their gear on.  I helped them both with umbrellas, and out they went.  (But by this time, the rain had lightened quite a bit.)
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I love a good storm — but not as much as my kids do!