Damn You Sandy!

I hear the wind. I read and watch the news. I cannot believe this storm will be as bad as they say. I hope not. But I do hope for something. Some strong rain at least. I have two actual living breathing mini hurricanes in this apartment. I cannot describe the damage they wreak on our small space. They climb and spill, bang and clatter, hit and open and break and close and... tío G was over here for an hour and left exhausted. They NEVER stop moving, exploring. No outside time, no stroller, no fresh air. I might have to go stand in the storm later to take a little break. No school tomorrow either. Damn! No MTA. No nada. Thank G-d F did not make it to Canada!