Love ’em. We had our second one this week this morning. At least we had a warning about this one, so all my kids were adequately clothed for being outside. I’ve decided that the first priority is to get out of the building, and the second one is being able to survive once we do get out. Therefore, from now on, during inclement weather, I will take the extra few seconds to grab coats on the way out. They don’t have to put them on until we get to our spot, but they were really cold during the first drill when we didn’t stop for coats.
It’s a real hassle getting out of our room and to our designated rendezvous spot; two doors, a locked gate, then a walk of almost 200 yards later. With 29 kids, supervising the front of the line, the middle of the line and the back of the line all by myself, and still managing to get to our spot without losing anyone can be quit a feat. Even after repeatedly talking about the need to have quick feet, but not running feet, the front of my line still took off at a dead gallop today, and there wasn’t much I could do about it except growl at them real good when I caught up with them.