It's storming in Austin today. It's dark and dreary and rainy. During breakfast we sat outside and watched the rain fall and the lightening flash. Nicky snuggled close as the thunder clapped and said:
"the Monsters are coming, Mommy."
{Nicky, I would never let anything hurt you or your borther!}
{Nicky, I would never let anything hurt you or your borther!}
