Of course, most everything Abby does these days is half dressed, but you can't blame her... we've had some hot days.
One night the weather was really severe, and Borger was under a tornado warning. Ella made sure all of us knew the "tomato" plan, assigning our roles. She gets Miley (the kitten), I grab Pokey (the big, fat yellow cat), Abbigail makes sure Fudge is safe (the dog.) And dad's responsibility is to grab food and cushions and get us all safely in the basement.
On this particular night the thunder was rolling, and lightning flashing. Abbigail could sense my fear and anxiety and had some herself. She wouldn't sleep, and would hide under her blankies. She eventually fell asleep, but it was a restless night. Nightmares had her thrashing around, and crying in her sleep. The next day she told me she was scared, and then spent the entire day putting the thunder in time out. Hopefully that is enough to calm her fears.
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