This post is for memory sake;
I was woken up last night at three in the morning by the craziest thunderstorm I have ever been in. For a whole 2 hours the thunder just kept coming and it was crazy loud. The lightning was the kind of lightning that literally lite up the whole entire house. Every two seconds the house was glowing. I love love love thunderstorms I think there is something magical about them. However I have to admit it was a little bit creepy at 3 in the morning when I was all alone as Mark is away at the huge Scout Camp this week. I finally got up at 3:30 and just sat on the couch with the puppies and watched the sky light up. Now for memory sake the cutest thing ever last night was the puppies, when the thunder started going both Molly and Lily cuddled right into me, then when I got up to go to the bathroom and sit on the couch they would not leave my side, Lily hid behind my legs as I was on the toilet. It was so precious to see how dependent they were on me to protect them from this crazy storm. It made me think of my baby and how one day Mark and I will be doing the same thing with them. Letting them come and snuggle in bed with us to keep them safe from monsters, and thunderstorms, and bad guys. I know this might sound crazy but I can't wait for one of those days to happen, just as long as it doesn't happen all the time.
