Hubby took this picture with his Crackberry while we were enjoying a yummy Mexican dinner with my Mom and Dad out in their small town 10 miles Southeast of our home.
There we were, my mom and I, loading up another fajita when Hubby said, "Is that a warning coming over the radio?" At the same time as he said that, I had looked out the window and saw that little lovely making its way to the ground.
No worries, we were far enough away to be safe.
(I guess that isn't an expert opinion, but I am guessing we weren't in any imminent danger as no one else in the restaurant took cover, but instead ran outside with their cameras/camera phones to take pictures).
The kids were extremely interested in all that was going on. The Girl could not get enough. She was so sure that it was coming straight for us. She got The Little Man worked up enough for him to exclaim loudly to all the other patrons of the restaurant, "The tornado is coming right for us! It's going to suck us all up!" Thankfully, he only said it once, and it didn't cause anyone to have a heart-attack.
The Girl had this funnel cloud worked into some sort of super sucking and throwing monster in about four seconds. She was sure that when the tornado came for us it was going to suck us up with the car and spit us out, "all the way to Australia". We assured her that 1. We were not going to get sucked up into the tornado, and 2. Tornado's can't, "spit you out all the way to Australia". She seemed happy with that and then decided instead, if the tornado couldn't, "spit us out in Australia", surely it was strong enough to spit us back out at home. It would be like a little amusement ride in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she decided that it may be the quickest way home. In fact, to save time, we should just hitch a ride on the tornado.
After a few minutes of reassuring both kids that the tornado was gone, tornadoes can't pick you up and spit you out across the world or even into the next city, that they were both safe now, and that no one was hitching a ride anywhere on any tornadoes, both kids calmed down right away.
Just in time for the radio to do an emergency flash flood warning.
The next half hour was spent explaining that the neighborhood wasn't going to turn into an ocean and that none of us were going to be floating away.
If I could have just a tiny glimpse into her mind, I think I would be blown away.
Maybe all the way to Australia.
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