We each grabbed two kids, and made our way down those steep stairs in the pitch dark. I sat on my bottom, because there was no way I could carry Amelia and Sam safely any other way. We spent the next couple hours on the braided rug and the concrete floor in a sitting room in the basement. I don't know if any of the kids really slept. Jeff and I certainly didn't.
When we finally headed back upstairs, it was 5:30 in the morning. Jeff and I laid back down on the floor with the kids to help them back to sleep, and Isaac finally gave up at 6:30 a.m. Alex, who conked out immediately at 5:30 woke at 6:45 as usual. OUCH.
We expected to have a few short nights while we were there, but because we were having FUN, not because we were holed up in the basement waiting out a storm!
There were a lot of trees down around town, but thankfully no major damage. It was an inauspicious start to a great weekend full of family and fun.
More on that later...
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