The highlight of my day was having my husband take me to lunch at Pranzo. It was far and away the best sandwich I have ever had in my life. Things went down hill from there.
I dropped Cricket off at dance and was headed home to have Activity Days. I was driving along minding my own business (with Dewy and Tilly in the car), when I was literally rammed from behind. My car spun out and around into oncoming traffic. All I could think about was getting the car under control. We ended up facing the opposite direction on the opposite side of the street. It happened so fast but it was all in slow motion. I really thought I was going to roll. I didn't see anything just the road in front of me. Just thinking about it is making me dizzy. After the few seconds it took to get the car under control, I became aware that Dewy and Tilly were both screaming. I got the car stopped and before I could turn around, Tilly said, "Mom Dewy fell out of his car seat." My hear sank. I had Dewy in the booster. He was sound asleep and I think when we started to spin out he must have hit the buckle because he had in fact come out of his seat belt. I had to crawl out because I couldn't get my door open. I went around to get him and thank god they were both alright. I honestly didn't know what happened. I never saw the guy coming. Well actually I didn't see him at all because he kept right on going. A few awesome people stopped to help. Lucky they were there to get a description of the car because I really saw nothing. The man behind me said that the guy passed him on the shoulder going about 80 and then just rammed when he got back on the road. One of our neighbors (a paramedic) saw my car and stopped. He made sure we were okay, got the scene under control, and let my kids sit in his truck so they weren't roasting by the side of the road. Thanks Ty! and thanks to his equally awesome wife who I called to go to my house because I didn't want activity day girls to be dropped off to an empty house. Thanks Michelle. The Smith's were my heroes today. About 90 seconds after the accident, while I was still on the phone with 911, the car that hit me sped past the scene going in the other direction. One of the witnesses got a partial plate. The police tracked him down and when they brought me the accident report, they said he was "out of it." He was going to the hospital and then jail. My car might be totalled, but we are all okay. My neck kind of hurts but hopefully it won't get worse.
I have cried more today than I have since Ryan died. I am thankful that my kids are alright. I am thankful for the good citizens who stopped because they saw what happened and wanted to help. I am thankful for my good neighbors who took care of me and called to check on me. I am thankful for my cute activity day girls who left love notes on my door. I really think someone was watching out for us today and keeping us safe. I am so lucky there wasn't a car coming in the other direction because I was on a pretty busy road.
I am not thankful that I now have to deal with insurance and getting my car fixed or not getting it fixed and having to find a new car. I am also very very angry at the man who did drugs or whatever and then got behind the wheel of his car. He could have killed one of my kids. Every time I think about it I want to rip his face off. I mean I am just furious inside. I know that is not very Christlike but I am.
That is what Tilly called it the first time I took Cricket to it. She said, "I don't want to go to the Nut-butter Crack." That is what we call it now. It sounds disgusting I know. 
On a totally different note, look what I did to my son: on purpose (Katie helped). I like it. Jon, not so much
Dewy says he is Ang, and he needs an airbending stick. I am pretty sure the first time I leave them home alone together I will come home to Dewy's shaved head.
