Daddy, do we ever have tsunamis near us? Uhh…what? I’m putting Jackson, our 6-year-old, to bed, a multi-step process that ends with me lying in bed in the dark, holding his hand until he falls asleep. He can be a bit anxious at night. Given his parents, can’t say I’m surprised, so he usually gets nervous about the dark or the crack in his closet door or heights. We pray every night for good dreams and good thoughts and protection from ghosts and monsters and other things that (in his words) don’t exist. But tsunamis is a new one. We live in Charlotte, North Carolina, so not exactly Kansas, but we’re a couple hundred miles from the Atlantic Ocean.