Denver

We made it to Denver and the kids were excited to see one another. Ashylnn missed our arrival by about a half hour. Chase, who was asleep on the chair in the living room awoke with a smile to find his cousins, Aunt and Uncle standing before him. Never before have I gotten such a big hug from my little man.

Then next morning we awoke to an overcast day. Who knew what adventures would await us for that day.

That morning started as all others. Kristin and Chase played and Diane took Ashlynn to a banquet for gymnastics. Chris and Wayne went out to run errands and then grab everyone lunch. When they got home the excitement began.

Chase came running in the front door crying and Wayne followed him asking if it scared him.
"What?" I said.
"The Tornado sirens," replied Wayne in a calm collected voice
"The WHAT?"
"Tornado sirens"
"You have Tornadoes?"
"I guess."
So the tourists that we are ran to the front porch to hear the sirens.
"Holy *&^%," cried my husband
and as we turn there it is the vortex of a beginning tornado.

The mother that I am grabs the kids (and pets) and takes them to the man box in the basement. The man my husband is runs to the basement and grabs the camera. After hiding in the the man box for a few minutes I snuck out to see what is happening. I have never seen before, nor do I care to ever again seen a tornado that close!!

Lucky for us the Tornado touched down about a mile from Diane and Wayne's. There was some minor damage and minor injuries reported as well.

According to Wayne there had only been a hand full of Tornado's in the 4 years they had lived there. In the week I was there, there were at least that many.

Thank goodness for basements!!