The Sirens Sounded.

We love thunderstorms!  There just something about a summer storm when the temps are warm enough so you can open the windows and listen to the sound of falling rain accompanied by rumbling thunder.  That is until they become tornadic.

Yesterday afternoon and early evening our local news stations began reporting about tornadoes touching down in the south suburbs of Chicago.  It was interesting to watch because we have driven through many of the towns on our way to Michigan.  At the same time, our county was under a tornado watch.  Then all of sudden around 7:50 p.m. Kevin saw a warning come up on our computer that a tornado was spotted in Wauconda (10 mi. sw of us) and was expected to be in Grayslake (our town) by 8:10 p.m.  The emergency broadcast on t.v. cut in (it really does work) stating we were to take shelter immediately and town sirens surrounding us began to sound off.

Not having a basement, the safest place in our home is the downstairs bathtub.  Kevin piled it with our sleeping bags and pillows, then the girls and I climbed into our "storm fort".  I outfitted Sofia with her bicycle helmet (saw this on The Weather Channel), and secured Selah in my arms.   Kevin never joined us but had us stay put while he tracked the storm by computer and going outdoors(he's a wannabe storm chaser).

Thankfully the tornadic storm stayed south of us.  After touching down in Mundelein (just a couple miles south of us) without doing major damage the storm continued on east instead of the predicted northeast pattern to where we live.