I am aware of all the flooding issues in this country.
Or somewhat aware.
My morning news time has been interrupted for a few days.
So actually we should call this a micro, itty bitty, tiny, mini crisis.
It was enough to send JWS over the top.
Jenn and I laughed.
Perspective, JWS, PERSPECTIVE!!!
Yesterday AM, the rain came down,
HARD and FAST!
The shop started to flood.
Boxes of shirts had to be moved,
See that calm, little boy in the background?
All of a sudden we hear this pounding.
Pounding and Muffled Yelling.
We all head to the source of the sound.
Abandoning the water issue.
Closed door with Gracelyn standing outside it saying,
"It's Ok, Logan, don't cry,
You're not a baby,
you're a big boy and
big boys don't cry."
He had locked himself in the embroidery room.
Jenn went outside to the window to try to talk to him
I was outside the door trying to tell him how to unlock it.
JWS was gone.
I thought maybe gone like...
went out for a loaf of bread and never come back gone.
Calmly he came back with a screwdriver and jiggled the lock open.
Then he had his meltdown.
I think this life might be too much for him at times.