The CRASHES

On Thursday, January 7th, I got home from work about 2:30. I decided to take Taylor to work early, because it was snowing and the roads were a little slippery.

As I was driving we saw several bad drivers. So I took that as a teaching moment. I put the truck into 4 wheel drive and told Taylor and Tiffany to watch the cars slip and slide all over the place. As I just start to accelerate from putting the truck into 4 wheel drive. One of the kids say "HE IS GOING TO HIT US!". Sure enough the dumb ass hit us.

Now my anxiety level is high! I'm instantly sick to my stomach and I NEED Mike for help. So I call 911 and I tell the kids to call there Dad. So the call to 911 went really well and fast, but the call to Mike was not so easy.
Tiffany "Dad, we were in a car accident and Mom wants you to Come."
"Cuz she, Yes, I don't no."

Me "Just tell him forget it! I just wanted him to come!"


So several minutes later Mike rounds the corner. I step behind the truck so I can mouth to him "can you believe this." When Tiffany Yells "DADS GOING TO HITS US!" (thank God for the yelling!)

So I step out of the way, and sure enough I get hit again!! Yes by my husband.

He gets out of the car and said something like "How did that happen?"
(I don't think anyone wants to here my answer!)

I'm standing there with one man I don't know, that smashed the front of my truck, and a man I called for help, that smashed the back of my truck and the front of my car. Please tell me who am I upset with, and why does Mike think this is funny?








It took the full weekend before I was able to laugh about this double crash moment. Amy had ask Tiffany what I said when Mike hit me? I know the F word was part of what I said, but I'm not sure what I said. (I think I was in shock, cuz he is still living! haha)

However Tiffany just wants to know "How many times do you think the spouse hits a spouse that has already been hit?"

This is a late post but I could not pass it up!

The Mouse

Wednesday I came home from work, to have Mike tell me Talyor thinks he has a mouse in his room. We have a rule about not eating in any room other then the kitchen. Taylor thinks this rule does not apply to him. So lets just say there was a lot of trash up stairs and most of it was food products. So we set a trap.

Moments later Tiffany is in her room and says "mom I think there is something in here!". So I go in her room to find a critter has eaten her Christmas candy. I clean up her room and continue on with reading my book.

It took about 2 minutes before Tiffany is freaking out. "Mom It's on my desk, it's brown, It's huge!" I yell for Mike, and go to calm Tiffany down. As I sit on her bed next to her, she see it again.
(This next step will not surprise anyone who knows me!)

I ask her if she has her camera. I run to the kitchen and get a spoonful of peanut butter, a paper plate, and sat it on her desk. Then we wait.......







Well as you can see she had a mouse. It was brown, but not huge. She named it Fred. She fell in love with the little guy. So guess what happened next. Dad set a trap and killed Fred before Tiffany even got into the bathroom, and she is NOT happy with DAD!!