Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I'm Freaking Out Mom!

That's what Noah said while we were watcing it rain golf balls in our back yard! Logan said, "I see golf balls!" and then, "I hear a rumble!"
We had the piggy bank in hail: dime, nickel, penny, and quarter. We even had some large marble and bouncy ball sized hail.

From the front porch. Matt called and I told him not to come home. We don't need a broken windshield. However, we may have to break down and get a new roof. Yikes!
Some pieces that I picked up from just off the porch. There were a few "golf balls" that did fall, but it was still raining.

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