Friday, December 21, 2007

I just wanted to see Christmas lights

Not the lights of a fire truck, ambulance and several cop cars.

We were driving in town tonight to go see the big cmas lights at the park and from nowhere a man steps out in front of our van and we hit him.He was at the liquor store and decided to cross 5 lanes of traffic, drunk, at night, holding a bottle of Vodka. We never saw him, but he hit our mirror and windshield, then we ran over his feet.

The windshield is shattered and the mirror is dangling. We immediately pulled over and before Dave could get out of the van and run back a fire truck had been at the Taco Bell and saw it happen, so they drug the guy to the side of the road. He was beyond drunk and was feeling no pain. They said he probably had a broken pelvis and no telling what damage to his feet and maybe internal bleeding. He kept saying he didn't want to go to the ER.

My kids are really shook up. They thought he was dead and that we killed him. We keep talking about it and let them stand out side with the nice policeman while he wrote up our stuff. The police said this guy was a repeat offender and it was for sure, not our fault.

God truly protected our family. When I think about all the "what ifs", it could have been so much worse that it was. hopefully this is a wake up call to this man (in his 20's) and he will get sober and change his life around.

There is glass on the inside of the van, it's going to need quite a bit of work. But we are ok.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007


This is a list of things I have heard my self say lately:

Don't fight over the baby, he's not a toy.

Don't suck on the icycles.

No, coochie is not a bad word, but you still don't need to say it.

Things I have heard in my house lately:

I hit myself in the junk--Davis

Mom, do I have Junk?--Paige

Is Bizi made out of cocoa?--Paige

Mom, don't worry about how expensive a Nintendo DS is. I asked Santa for it so you don't have to buy it.--Davis

Every time we go over that hill it tickles my pee-pee.--both

And the sweetest thing I've heard this week:


Monday, December 3, 2007


{Davis is funny}

The kids are enamored with Bizi's skin. They are always touching and kissing on him. (who could blame them?)

Yesterday, Davis kissed Biz and said "Mom, Biz tastes like chocolate." Then out of the corner of my eye I see Davis lick his hand then lean over and lick Bizi's hand. He noticed me looking and said "we taste the same!".

That is some sweet brother lovin'!