Yesterday I decided not to take the kids to the pool (no, that is NOT a euphemism) because the weather report said there was going to be rain.
Instead we were watching a movie. Well – The Goon Squad was watching a movie, I was writing a post for one of my sites.
So I was deep in thought when I hear this terrible noise. I looked up from the monitor and glanced out the window.
It was raining sideways.
The trees were going crazy and it was loud. Not just rain loud, but scary noise loud.
I don’t know if I have been watching too much news or if The Wizard of Oz scarred me for life, but I immediately thought tornado.
I grabbed the kids and made them go into our “safe place”. We have a closet downstairs that is pretty much in the middle of the house. There are no windows and it backs up to a bathroom. Makes sense for a safe room right?
Here is the problem. I never got around to talking to my kids about tornadoes. We never talked about the safe closet and I was trying not to scare them. Not that they weren’t already ill at ease – the lights were flickering on and off, it was suddenly hurricaning outside and their mother was acting crazy and trying to make them get in a closet.
The whole episode didn’t even last that long. The storm blew by us after about 20 minutes and it took some trees with it leaving us without electricity. Everything turned out okay. As far as I know there wasn’t even a tornado near us yesterday but it scared me.
So afterwards the kids and I sat in the dark and talked about tornadoes and safe places. Through the glory that is my iPhone I was able to show them pictures.
They handled it well but I freaked myself out.
Last night I had a nightmare that a twister ripped through our house and I had to lay on top of my children to protect them.
Just when I think I am getting a hang of this parenting thing something like this happens and I realize I am completely clueless. How can I prepare my children for everything without making them paranoid lunatics?