Our family has been planning this trip to visit Uncle Scott and Aunt Karen for awhile, so we all could go to the Airshow. Since storms were forecasted, we decided to watch from a parking lot. We did NOT what to get stuck on the base in any storms or our kiddos would never go with us anywhere again. (Those knowing our track record with storms will understand.)
The base changed their schedule and even had to cancel the last group because of the wind. We ate lunch and got back to their house early afternoon. We watched TV until the power went out. A paricular line of the storm was headed our way. We knew where we all needed to go in the event of a tornado. Karen and Scott kept up with the storms with their phones. Scott told us several times - "That's just over there." Pointing in a different direction each time. We ate an awesome candle lit dinner cooked on the grill with all of Karen's family. The power came back on just before 3am. It wasn't until Sunday morning watching the news did I understand how blessed and protected we were. We were literally in the middle of several tornadoes. I am still amazed and humbled when I think about what has happened and what could have happened.
Karen's church did not have power Sunday morning. So, we had our own short worship service and headed to the airshow. We stayed long enough for everyone to look at few planes and watch a couple of demonstrations.
We decided to head back to our parking lot to watch the Thunderbirds to end our first airshow experience.
Aubree prayed for us at bedtime. She prayed for the people who suffered damage in our town as well as others in our state. We have a precious family from church whose house was hit by a tornado. She thanked God for keeping us safe and that those suffering would see the Lord through their difficulties.
Tonight Bryce ends his third year playing baseball. He's learned so much this year. His coach has been great - he's taught them baseball is more than a physical game. It requires thinking as well as listening to him. During Bryce's last game, his coach had him stealing to third base. The boys are to watch the coach and do as he says. They are not to be concerned about the ball. As Bryce started running from second to third, the coach kept telling him to run, go back, run, go back, run. It was crazy!! Bryce compared it to the part in the movie Polar Express when the train was swerving every which way on the ice. Afterwards, I asked Bryce if he had any idea why he was going back and forth and he said NO!! (The ball had been close to second then overthown, etc.) We will see what the final game tonight holds. 
