The neighbors across the road from us lost their garage in a fire this week. From the time we heard sirens, saw the fire, to it having burned completely with many explosions, and dying back down was 5 minutes. Literally… I took photos and checked time stamps. It’s sobering how fast that happened. It puts life and death regarding fires in perspective. The neighbors were gone when it happened, and I’m pretty sure they still aren’t home. What a thing to return to.
It sparked many conversations regarding fires with my kids. It’s a strange place to be in, completely outnumbered should I need to get everyone out quickly. Praying that never becomes an issue.
The fire happened three days after the ditches filled up with rain to overflowing. Can’t help but think that was good timing.
Tonight Blaine’s sister, her husband, and their five children arrive for the week. My house is full of very excited children hoping to stay up until midnight or later to greet cousins when they arrive. I think not… so mean. Blaine has the week off, and we’re finished with school until after Thanksgiving break.
And, just for laughs, today, mid-worship service, Ellie yelled “Hello, Baby!!!” down my shirt. It would seem she thinks this is the way to communicate with her baby brother. Let’s hope she likes him as much when he’s in my arms instead of merely making snuggling momma an interesting struggle to fit on a diminishing lap.
She’s clearly a deep thinker, eh?!