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Gained a Child and Lost a Car.

September 29, 2011

Yesterday we gained a child.  Today we lost a car.  12:30 p.m. found the twins, J, and I, standing forlorn on the sidewalk in front of Hope Academy, surrounded by an astonishing amount of worldly goods which had been accumulating in our big red car, as it was towed away before our very (wide) eyes.

“Mom, does the car feel sad?”  Charlie asked compassionately. It did indeed look very sad on the back of the tow truck, disappearing into the distance.  On a brighter note, our car very considerately died just down the block from Dan’s car.  And with Dan working just inside the building, the transfer of 4 carseats, a stroller, a large quilt (?), miscellaneous coats, c.d.’s, and a basket of food was a snap. We sped away to the ophthalmologist, for new glasses for J and got there in the nick of time.  Little did I know our troubles had just begun.  Car trouble with children, the towing of the car, and the transfer of the worldly goods could not compare in difficulty to the hour and a half we spent selecting frames for the new glasses.  An experience I would never like to repeat but probably will as we now have two bespectacled little ones.

Dan, as usual, will be shouldering most of the inconvenience. Our plan, for family transport (as a family of six) was to take two cars when riding all together which isn’t that big of a deal, as our most frequent destinations are church (we walk anyway) and the Holy Lands Deli for the roast chicken dinner (just about two miles up the road).   This new development will necessitate that Dan now follow the family car on a bike.  I would offer to follow on a bike, but Dan usually insists that, as the one with the milk, (aka the nursing mother), I get the safest spot…also the case in Birmingham where he valiantly volunteers to be the one to lay curled in the fetal position on the floor in the back of my parents SUV.  Even he has his limits as we saw, when we accidentally pulled out of a restaurant parking lot with him in the back and hatch still opened.  We screeched to a halt in response to his desperate cries of, “Still open!  Still open!”

Dan was definitely the oldest one riding home on the school bus this afternoon.  But with unflappable good cheer he commented that on the bright side, he now knows where so many of the students live!

After much deliberation we have actually decided to pay for one last repair of the big red to buy some months to begin the search for a minivan.  Woo-hoo!

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Mary Olson permalink
    September 29, 2011 11:59 am

    ….I am breathless! What else can one say, other than to thank the Lord for His timing and ya’ll’s flexability.

    • Betsy permalink
      September 29, 2011 12:53 pm

      Way to use the second person plural!

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