My brother took my niece (5) and two nephews ( 11 & 12) down to the beach to camp in a tent for the night. Until a giant thunderstorm rolled in off Lake Michigan....
Grandpa to the rescue!
My brother calls my cell phone as grandpa heads that way. "Dad is on his way," I sleepily say. "Good!" says my brother, "because the tent's about to blow! I'll wake the kids."
How were they still asleep if this storm woke me up and I'm in a house?
I'll get stories from the kids tomorrow....
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