It's been a sad, sad day in the Haslem household. All the pep and enthusiasm is gone.
I think Carl's face says it all. He looks so sad and lost and bewildered.
We now have plans to stockpile short term food, put a hand pump on our well, and whatever else we can do to prepare ourselves that we haven't done already. And try do a better job at doing what we've been doing to prepare our family for whatever lies ahead.
For now, I'm going to go indulge in a slice of our celebratory cake (from last night which we ended up weeping into), drink a diet dr. pepper, and watch some Upstairs, Downstairs, and maybe Call the Midwife.