Ever since Hurricane Rita we've been watching the Gulf nervously for the next monster storm. There was Hurricane Humberto, which snuck up on us, and didn't even get classified as a hurricane until the night it made landfall. Yesterday we found out that Tropical Storm Edouard was coming our way, so we had time to make preparations and indulge in excessive worrying. The City of Beaumont took no chances, and told non-essential personnel such as myself not to report to work, so I was at home when the storm passed through. If you watched The Weather Channel you probably got the impression that Edouard was one badass mo'fo, a category five killstorm raining down death and destruction. Well, not so much. They made it sound like Edouard was all that, and I'm just saying he wasn't all that. We had the usual downed tree limbs, but no significant damage. Of course the storm may have been worse elsewhere - looks like we took the brunt of the wind, but Houston got the rain.
In real news, yesterday Lucy walked for the first time! Bryce has been a pedestrian for a while now, but Lucy hasn't shown much interest in doing the bipedal thing. At least not until yesterday. Now they are both officially toddlers, which means they are babies no more (sigh). Also means that from now on it will be that much harder to keep them out of trouble. Once they learn to run we won't have a prayer.