A Hurricane – A Horricaine – And Some Baggage

Some Hurricane Flummery… AND The Thought Bubble Of A 4-Year-Old…

“Mommy, Mommy, The Horricaine Is Coming!”  Yes folks, that’s what they call it.  It’s a Horricaine and it’s big, bad and ugly!

October 29th, 2012 – Hurricane Sandy hit a little old town in Massachusetts.  The tree limbs were flailing, the rain poured down, and two little girls snuggled next to their mother while watching the news.

Thoughts from a mother… Gosh, I hope a tree doesn’t fall on our house (well, sort of)… Ok, so maybe this should read… Gosh, I hope a tree doesn’t fall on our house while we are in it… that’s more like it.

Thoughts from a 6-year-old… Goodness me, those trees are swaying an awful lot!  I am so very happy though!  I get to spend the whole day in my pajamas and be lazy!!! Yippeeeeee!!!

Thoughts from a 4-year-old… Hmm… I just heard something about an evacumation (evacuation, for those of you who think that was a typo)… I wonder what that is?

Julia (The 4-Year-Old) – “Mom, what is an evacumation?”

Mom – “Well Julia, it is when people are asked to leave their homes for some time because it may not be safe to stay there.”

Julia – “Oh… um, do you think we will ever have to be evacumated?”

Mom – “I’m not sure.  You never know.”

20 minutes later…

Sounds – Something being dragged down the hallway, accompanied by grunting from a 4-year-old.  Julia finally appeared, two bags in tow.

Mom – “Julia, what’s in those bags?”

Julia – “Mom” (she said with a twang), “I had to pack my toys in case of an evacumation!!!”  

Mom – ((crickets))