What the Hail?

Yesterday Grandpa was working on the four-wheelers (adjusting my back seat) and I had to go, well, potty. While in there (for just a couple of minutes), the girls disappeared. Looking all through the house, screaming their names, they were innocently outside in the hail and rain. Although I had told them to stay inside they had to go see if Grandpa was ok. Yes, he was ok. Thanks girls, but you had me worried for a minute or two!