Car Accident!

Thursday Night I was coming home from picking some things up at a friends house with the kids and was rearended. I was about a mile from my house and I started to slow down for a red light at an intersection and some guy behind me slammed into the back of me going about 45 mph. He then swirved to the left and hit a truck that was stopped in the turn lane. Of course, he was uninsured & driving on a suspended license, he claims his brakes went out, but witnesses told cops he was on his cell phone and he had his music blaring and wasn't paying attention. Plus, the cops said there were skid marks like he tried to stop last minute and nothing appeared to be wrong with his brakes. So, luckily we have uninsured motorist coverage on our insurance that will pay for the damages, we just have to pay our deductible. But, I just have to say I HATE STUPID PEOPLE! My only consolation is that he was then handcuffed and sent to jail because apparently he had $40,000.00 in outstanding warrants. Ironically, the other lady that he hit husband's a cop. LUCKILY, the girls seem to be fine except for being a little shaken up and London is very concerned that "our car is broken", although when dad brought home the rental (a suburban) today after taking our car into the body shop they were excited that we got a "new car" they may be disappointed when ours comes back. I didn't fair quite as well as the girls and seem to have a very bad case of whiplash, but I went to the hospital and there doesn't appear to be any major damage. For now I'm just very sore and stiff and can hardly move my neck. Hopefully, in a few days I will be back to normal with a little help from 800 mg IBProfin. I'm just so grateful that it wasn't worse, especially considering the circumstances. Here are some pictures of the cars. The piece of crap jeep of course was his, the Pilot is ours and the truck is the other ladies that he hit.

Kennedy's First Day of Ballet!

Anyone who knows Kennedy very well, knows that there is nothing she loves more than to dance (well, that and Barbie but I thinking the love of dance came from watching the Barbie movies). London took dance this summer with one of her friends and everytime I drove them, Kennedy would cry the whole way home from dropping them off, stand at the garage door and cry and cry the whole way back saying, "me go too, me go too. . .". So, when our neighbor opened a dance studio in her basement and told me she was doing a 2 year old class, I knew I had to enroll Kennedy. So, last Thursday was her first class. It is a ballet/tap class and for weeks Kennedy has been talking about going to Ballet. We bought her shoes and she has been wearing them around the house "practicing". When the day arrived she was so excited and looked so cute in her outfit. Her are some of the cute pictures from the day.

London's First Day of Preschool!

London has been anxiously awaiting starting preschool for weeks. She received a letter and activity in the mail from her teacher a couple weeks ago and has asked everyday since then, "this day do I go to school?" So, finally last Monday I was able to tell her tomorrow you start school. That was a MISTAKE! I remember when I was a kid I could never sleep the night before school however, I didn't think that would be the case with a preschooler. I shouldn't have been shocked since London will use anything to get out of sleeping, but that night was a nightmare to get her to sleep. We have slowly been making progress with her and her sleeping, but I still sit outside her door until she falls asleep which then lasts until sometime in the middle of the night when she quietly sneeks in our room without waking us up and lays on the floor, she has learned not to wake us up since we send her back to her room (we still have a long way to go but for now I'm just so grateful that I am no longer getting up with her multiple times during the night). Anyway, so I was sitting outside her door waiting for her to fall asleep and all she could do was talk about preschool and what she was going to learn and "what is my teacher's name again?" and "who is going to my school with me?" and "is sissy coming with me?" at which I replied "no, she is too little" and she assured me it would be okay to send Kennedy because she would, "look after her". So, finally after about two hours of questions (the last hour of which I ignored) she finally went to sleep, only to wake up multiple times in the night each time with a new question about school. Midnight: "Are you staying at school with me?" 2:00 am: "Who's taking me to preschool?" 4:00 am: "Is it time for school?" (anyway, you get the picture).




Once she was in bed I was the typical first time school mom, I picked out a cute little sun dress and made sure it was washed and ironed and set all her clothes out. So, I wake her up (she is not an early riser especially after the restless night she had) and inform her it is time to get ready for school. I have daddy get her breakfast with cereal and toast and juice so she won't get hungry while at school. Then, it is time to get dressed. I tell her I set her clothes out in her room and to go get dressed. She goes to her room and comes back with a disgusted look on her face and says, "That's not what I'm wearing to school, I want to wear my brown polkadot dress". After trying to convince her that the dress I picked out was much nicer I finally caved and went to her closet and pulled out a brown dress she has with little dots on it. She says, "No, not that one, my new school one with the blue and brown dots on it, come her and I'll show you". So, she takes me to her closet and points out a new outfit that I had bought her back in July for fall, it is really cute, but not quite in season. I tell this story so you know that I do not try to abuse my child by sending her to school during 90 degree weather in long sleeves, but those of you who are moms just know that sometimes it is not worth the fight. There was no convincing her that she would be too hot or that she could wear that next week, she had decided probably weeks ago that that was what she was wearing for her first day of school and no one was going to convince her otherwise.




So, finally after all of that, it was time for school. Daddy, mommy and Kennedy all took her and dropped her off. She didn't even look back. It was a hard day for me to see my little girl looking so grown up and Kennedy missed her and kept asking, "where's nondon?", but overall we are just so proud of what a big girl she is.

Luckily, the next day I did convince her to wear the cute dress I had picked out. However, being the observer she is she said she needed a jacket because some of the kids at school took jackets (probably kids whose parents dress them appropriately for the weather). She said, "there is one big girl in my class who could do her zipper on her jacket all by herself so I think I can do mine too". So, I gave her a cute pink jacket to put over her dress, but it never did get zipped (maybe she'll ask the other girl for some tips). I guess that's the hard thing about being one of the youngest in your class. Let the peer pressure begin!

The Things Kids Say!

So, quick post to tell a funny London story. So the other morning London wakes up, comes in our room (amazing she wasn't already in our room sleeping on the floor) and climbs in bed with me. I, of course, am barely conscious and roll over to try and get a few more minutes of sleep and Regan is getting ready for work. London shakes me with her hand and says, "Mommy, I have a hole in my bum" Regan of course being the third child in our home starts laughing hysterically and replies, "don't we all". I sit up ready to give my daughter an anatomy lesson and she has her finger sticking out of a whole in the bum or her pajamas. The things kids say!

I am having mommy anxiety because London starts school tomorrow! I will post the dorky first day of school photos shortly.