Camping adventure

I was just thinking about this past July when our family and another family went to the Sleeping Bear Dunes to camp. We were having a nice time exploring and climbing the Dunes.
All was well. Then Tuesday night, about 9:00 we began to hear thunder rolling from far away. This didn't worry us, we've been through storms before. 2 hours later, the storm had not reached us yet, however, the thunder had gotten louder and it was now lightning too. At 11:30, my husband and I were bunking down for the night ( the children were already asleep ). No sooner had we climbed into our sleeping bags (yes, we are in a tent ) it started to really pour rain. It was thundering so loud that we could not hear each other talk, and the lightning was so constant and bright, that it never got dark in the tent. It was like how storms look in the movies.. we started to get a little freaked out because it started getting a bit windy and we were in a forest! My husband held up the van key and instructed me that if things got "bad " that he would grab our 2 youngest boys and I would grab the oldest ( they are 8, 9 and 10 years old, and not light). I then informed him as calmly as I could that I had just recently taken a sleeping pill because I have a hard time sleeping when I am camping sometimes. This was not only a surprise for him, but also a setback in his "plan "of escape. As I lay there thinking about how flat I would be after the tree hit the tent, my husband begins using the flashlight to search for "breaches" in the tent where we may get a leak. ( I think this is a guy thing, because I have seen him do this before).
Yes, our tent was leaking a bit, before long a very LOUD crash of thunder woke both my youngest and oldest boys and they went from laying in there sleeping bags to being at a full run in about 2 seconds, which by the way, is always a surprise when you are on sleeping pills. My husband and I tucked our 2 frightened boys into our sleeping bags and held them for the rest of the storm.( which lasted about 2 hours ) The funny thing about this is as we are holding and comforting the boys, my husband does another perimter check (looking for leaks ) and we notice that there is a big continual drip on my middle boy Noah's face, you know, like chinese torture. Drip drip drip.. you get the idea It never woke him up! We all made it through the night alive and not flattened, which is good news ( not that I cared I was asleep, those pills are great!) Everything we owned was soaked when we woke up, not because of leaks, but the water leaked up through the ground. Once we hung everything up to dry, we were on our way to another adventure. The children still talk about that storm. My husband still talks about the tent not leaking too bad ( which again is a guy thing ) and I still keep my prescription of sleeping pills on hand just in case. ha,ha.