Tomato Warning

We had a tornado warning for a short while on Friday night, so the kids and I hung out in the basement finishing some chores while we waited for Daddy to get home from his week-long trip and for the storm to pass.

Whenever it thunders, Ava says, "Storm, mama."  But sweet Sammie comforts her.

I tried to explain to the kids that the winds wouldn't hurt us in the safety of our basement.  So, lots of conversation about "tornado this" and "tornado that."

We came upstairs when it was over and I heard Chase tell Sammie, "We need to go back downstairs, Sam, or the tomato might see us!"