
We had our first brush with severe Texas weather a couple of weeks ago. I was a cloudy day but nothing really notable...no strong wind, no pounding rain (maybe some drizzle every now and again), no extreme temperatures. I had just broken my broom in half trying to bend it back into shape after getting it stuck under the fridge (yes...i buy high quality brooms...lol) and thought I might go to Wal-Mart to get another. My mom called all frantic about torando watches and severe weather warnings in our area. I looked outside and not seeing a lot thought "yeah, ok ...another sure disaster that we won't see a drop from". I loaded the kids into the car and sat for a moment. Now it was raining and the sky was gray but it wasn't anything terrible and I REALLY needed that broom (my children had eaten? since the other had broken). My mom called again panicking about the weather warnings and such (4 in hail at the mall 20 min away...ummm...sure mom....I though). Again, I looked around (it had stopped raining) and pondered...should I go and get the broom anyways? Probably Nothing will happen. It never does. The weather didn't look that bad...just a little thunder storm. No one will know. Christopher even called and told me to stay home (yes...mom had called him too...she is like the early warning system since none of us have tv or anything lol) I was set to go and then I had "the feeling"...the one that sets off every alarm in your body. I felt like an idiot because the weather was fine..no rain, no black clouds...nada but there I was rousing my sleeping children from the car and frantically running them into the house then I started chucking things around the garage and made just enough room to SQUEEZE our little Dodge Neon inside. I ran upstairs grabbed a flashlight and a blanket and before I had made it all the way down the stairs again I heard it.....TEXAS SEVERE WEATHER!!!

Thunder and lightening and rain, but most notably the hail started coming down (not just here and there), pelting the windows and the house. It looked like popcorn popping on the lawn. It kept getting bigger and it was hitting the windows so hard I thought they would break. I gathered my drowsy babies off of the couch (by the window) into the middle of the room. By now, the hail was quarter size and some golf balls in there. The noise was deafening and I was amazed that the windows didn't just shatter. I finally took my kiddos into our little emergency bathroom just in case and just as we entered it...it stopped. Just as suddenly as it had begun it was over and the sun came out. The yard was completely COVERED in hail stones. It looked like we had a snow storm--you'll have to look closely at the picture above to see it...I took it through the window since I was too scared to go out just yet). (Dallin thought it was a snowstorm!...poor kid) and he ran out and grabbed some to eat(after I was less scared).
I took some pictures of what was left by the door(in my hand at the top), but it was nothing compared to what had been coming down. This happened about 2 weeks ago and now all of the roofs in our neighborhood are peeling off and blowing around. LOL It is kind of funny because Dallin thinks they are treasures and keeps making pathways to our house with the shingles that blow into the yard. I don't have the heart to throw them away.I learned a lot from this experience
1) It is JUST A BROOM!! No one will notice a dirty floor when you have no roof!
2) Children can sleep through ANYTHING (except my am alarm)
3) Listen to your Mother!
4) The weather here really can change COMPLETELY in 5 minutes...again and again.
5) and most importanty...listen to the Spirit I am very thankful that I listened at that last moment (and grateful that the Spirit kept on) and kept myself and my children safe from harm. Hopefully, I can learn to listen earlier in the future!






















