There I was, watching an old episode of Star Trek Enterprise in my office, with my baby happily sleeping in her swing in the living room, when all of a sudden my desk started to shake. Then a picture fell off of a shelf (luckily I caught it).
Eek! Earthquake! I ran to the living room, grabbed my baby, ignored the fan falling off of my wife’s desk, and hid under my desk until the shaking stopped.
Anna of course slept through the whole thing. Lazy baby, asleep at 2 in the afternoon.