The BoneBlog

This morning at 4:37 a.m. Greg and I experienced our first noticeable earthquake.  It measured 5.2 on the Richter scale and the epicenter was located near West Salem, Illinois. 

We were in bed in that half-awake state that comes before dawn when the tremors started.  Naturally, my first thought was that Ethan was running through the house with a particularly heavy foot, as he is wont to do at all hours of the day and night.  Greg was a little out of it too, and I think the realization that it was an earthquake dawned on both of us at the same time, but he managed to actually get the words out before I did.

Both of the kids slept through it, which is pretty amazing.  The house was rumbling and windows were rattling and the bed was shaking.  Greg and I just lay there trying to make sense of it all, more or less along for the ride.  I was fascinated.

The most entertaining part of all of it for me is that Laurel had an unannounced earthquake drill at school yesterday and it frightened her.  She's not a fan of unannounced drills.  My first words to her this morning were 'Well!  Fat lot of good your earthquake drill did -- we had one this morning and you slept right through it!'

Becky woke me at 4:30. The lights came on, "Andy! We're having an Earthquake!"

I told her it was just the wind and went back to sleep