Storms A Brewin'

I mean internal and external--both resulting in heavy downpours.  The external was a snow storm hitting the area and knocking out our power.  It was on and off most of the day.  But it meant taking close to an hour to dig out our minivan to get to the store and buy Saltines and Ginger Ale.  Why risk the roads to get those things at the store?  That brings me to the other storm.  Something was going on inside our two oldest kids today, causing them to downpour vomit throughout the day.  They were pretty miserable.  Our oldest stayed put and rested, like the sensible boy he is.  Our daughter, on the other hand, quickly rebounded after every vomit and ran around stirring her stomach up into rebellion again, like the energetic, carefree, fireball she is.  There are some benefits to having both storms simultaneously.  When either occurs, we generally enjoy snuggling up to movies in the house.  Since we got a double-dose, a triple-dose really, that is what we did almost all day.  When they started to get a bit restless, I went into the backyard, and they watched out the window as I built three little snowman, one for each of them, and then hid behind them as I threw snowballs at the window where they were standing.  They seemed to get a kick out of it, and I got to goof off a bit.  Perhaps the sweetest part of the day, though, was when my wife began to worry that our kids would not get better when the power went out again tonight because the house would get cold again.  She suggested we say a prayer.  Surprisingly, they gathered together nicely, and both of the oldest wanted to pray too.  After all of us took a turn, the power came back on again.  Snuggling with the kids is wonderful enough, but praying with them is truly humbling.