Aftershocks.

So... unless you are living under a rock, you heard that we had an earthquake here in Virginia today.   Although it lasted maybe 30 seconds, I must say, it was a bit scary.  I work on the 6th floor of an office building.  I was on the phone with a colleague in California and I saw my computer screen shaking.  At first I thought that someone was jumping around outside of my office.  Then it got worse.  I told my colleague that I thought we were having an earthquake.  Being from California, he was very nonchalant and said "Yeah, they can be scary, but they pass quickly."  Then I looked outside of my window and saw the pictures falling off of the wall in the office across the street. So, I hung up and then we were evacuated from the building.  

Thank God it was minimal and nobody was seriously hurt.  The first thought that crossed my mind were my kids and husband.  Phone lines were down, but I could text, so I knew Mike was ok.  He was on his way home from DC.  When I got to  school to pick up the girls some of their friends were really shaken.  As we were leaving E said "Mommy, I don't want to leave my friends in there, what if the school falls down on them?"  My little humanitarian.  

While I am so grateful to have them home, and beyond thrilled that everyone is okay, my workload is not going away.  So, I am trying furiously to ignore these kids and get some work done.  Here is a little taste of the chaos that is my life- E is apparently now a music video producer.

Now, I know what you are thinking... I am a horrible mother that my kids know the lyrics to "Baby's Got Back."  Here is my weak attempt at defending myself: During a long trip to Ikea, E was sitting in the backseat of the car.  I thought she had her headphones on and Sir Mix-A-Lot was playing on the radio.  She heard the first verse, and memorized the entire thing on the spot... and hasn't forgotten it since.  Now she has successfully taught her little sister all of the words as well.  Oye.