The girls and I were in Joseph’s room, putting the final touches on the stuff in it … in other words, putting it back together. 🙂 All the sudden, we hear a jet, but it’s getting loud REALLY fast and when I say LOUD, I don’t mean, “it’s a jet like always” I mean, I could have sworn it was the about-to-crash-into-our-house-and-kill-us-all, kind of loud.
It freaked me out! The house started shaking, the girls stopped what they were doing and ran for me, into my arms and we just sat there for a split second while it passed over us.
I ran downstairs and out the front door (since that’s where it sounded like it was going) and saw absolutely NOTHING!
I called for Ron, who apparently was outside in the back and when we met up, he said he freaked out too, thought the same thing I did and ran out back … and missed it too.
Weird. Weird. Weird. Weird.