Friday, April 01, 2011

The Earthquake and the Salami

I haven't been sleeping well. Not really sure why. But one night this past week, I was awake around 3:30 a.m. I think maybe Tate had been up for a bit and then I had trouble falling back asleep.

At 3:48 (on my clock-- which is never set to exactly the right time), the house shuddered and I leapt out of bed. In the dark, I removed the glass frame above our bed. And I paced for a couple minutes, waiting for the longer shaking I was anticipating. It never came.

The next morning I told the kids we'd had an earthquake.

Casey looked at me in earnest and said, "Mom, are we gonna have a salami?"

I sat there a bit stunned, wondering (1) why Casey would be thinking about lunch meat at 7:00 in the morning and (2) what lunch meat has to do with earthquakes.

And then it hit me. TSUNAMI.

Wasn't life easier when we called them tidal waves?


:::d::: said...

I'm impressed that Casey connected earthquake with tsunami. I feel like most kids don't pay attention to current events at all, regardless of the event's scale.

Now, salami, that's pretty funny.

Grandpa Jim said...

....and in other news today, an early morning earthquake spawned a giant Salami across a local neighborhood. Children, rather than running away in terror, were seen running down the street with pasta sauce and pizza dough.....