This is what I did exactly during the earthquake. I stood up, looked around, and grabbed my baby's hand to drag him over to the kitchen doorway. He, in turn, dug his heels in and screamed no because I had interrupted his play. While I was dragging him and telling the other kids to follow, the quake ended.
So I'm thinking about the next time. For example, we cannot all fit under the table. Also how do I make them stay under the table. I'm not sure about that table anyway because it's pretty old. Stuff to talk about at our next family meeting. Yay, fun.

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