When the Storms Come

We read the Wolf and the Three Pigs the other night. The one where the wolf blows down the houses. Then another day it was cloudy outside. My children think, since they lived in Oklahoma, with me, that if there are clouds there is going to be a catastrophically large storm that may or may not be a tornado. So Macey ran in and very emphatically told me:

"There are clouds on both sides of the sky! and they are coming together! we have to get out of our house! because it's made of wood! not bricks! and it will be blown down!"

We are lucky there was no storm.