Windsday

I fell asleep as the wind howled outside. Ollie slept through the entire night and woke around 5:00am for his morning nurse. The house was quiet and still despite the storm outside. I read my scriptures while cradling Ollie in the crook of my arm. Once he fell asleep I tucked him back in his crib and crept over to my bed. Just as I pulled up the covers the rain started to pour. 

The littles all slept until after 7:00am! Camilla was the first to wake and came quietly into our room for a morning hug, dressed and ready for school. She told me how afraid she was of the wind, but how she was brave and stayed in her bed all night. 

In the afternoon when the boys started going crazy I pulled out the paints and called them upstairs. They sat and painted for hours while raindrops danced on the window outside. We made handprint flowers and then Hyrum decided it would be fun to paint something else. 

When I first saw the yellow crescent shape I asked him if he was painting the moon.

"No," he replied, "I'm painting a banana!"

He then painted an apple and an orange too.

Naps were had by the two littlest while the older boys continued to paint and create.

When Camilla got home from school she made sure to let me know how crazy the weather was and how I should have let her wear her Winter jacket this morning. She went downstairs and put on her crochet headband to dull the noise of the wind gusts. The trees in our yard were practically bent in half and our house was shaking. The poor dog practically blew away when I let her out to pee. Camilla soon began to cry, but Joe rushed to her side and put his arm around her. I suggested she read some stories to Fin to help take her mind off the storm, and it worked like a charm!

I put a pre-made lasagna in the oven for dinner. Half way through cooking the lights started to flicker. I prayed the power would hold out long enough to finish cooking it, and it did!

I finished the afternoon making homemade bath salts with my essential oils. It seemed like the perfect night for a warm, smelly bath and extra bedtime snuggles. Just before bed the older two looked into the yard and exclaimed, "Our trampoline! It disappeared!" It was in pieces along the side of the house next to some shingles that had blown from our roof. 

The littles fell asleep while the wind continued to blow and blow and blow. It was a constant noise all night, that never let up. They cozied down under their fluffy blankets with a favorite stuffy and drifted off.