It started with the duracho (spelling?!) which shut off our power and ripped off the top of our gazebo - it sounded like bombs were going off. The kids were sleeping upstairs and Eric and I were blindly running throughout the house in the dark snatching them to safety. Here are a few pics of the aftermath. Eric had some sort of flu as well so we got permission to crash at our cousins who were so kind to house us and Mom and Dad!
Asked Trevor to practice writing his name and gave him some paper. I walked back in the room to find this. When I asked him why he didn't use the paper he said "oh yeahhhhhhhh".