Hurricane Sandy

Hurricane Sandy is tearing through our area bringing strong winds and rain through mid-afternoon tomorrow. Schools, governments, and stores are closed and everyone is staying close to home. Power is out in pockets around the neighborhood, but so far, we're lucky. As we get ready for bed tonight, we are setting up camp in the toy room, away from the big trees out front. The boys are excited to have a sleepover in their tents and have no idea there is anything unsafe outside.

After blowing up the air bed for Jacob and me, we all laid down on together and did the "Goodnight Jim Bob" thing. Logan pointed out that Mama's feet hung over the edge... Yeah, yeah, I'm tall. He was squeezed into a corner and said "My feet are hanging over too!" I told him he was just like Mama and he laughed and said, "so I guess I'm OLD." Yeah, yeah... sigh.

Her highness

Brody was walking through all of our full names: Broderick James Weaver, Logan Philip Weaver, and Becca. I asked him if he knew my full name too, and he said Becca Weaver. Just as I was about to tell him that Becca was a nickname like Brody, he said oh, I know, 'YOUR MAJESTY'.

There was no sarcasm in his voice and to fill my silence he said, what? Some people are called that!