Today is supposed to be Field Day at Middle Sister and Little Brother’s school. The weather is not looking too promising.
We just heard a loud rumble of thunder. That got everyone out of their usual “morning zombie” state.
Middle Sister: “Maybe the power will go out! That’ll be fun!”
Big Brother: “Awww, we have a fire drill today–first period. At 8:20.”
I was amazed that they tell everyone exactly what time they’ll have a fire drill. “Doesn’t that kind of defeat the purpose of a fire drill?”
“Yeah,” he agreed.
And Little Brother wondered if there would be a tornado today (I doubt it.)