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I left my home this week with six kids in my car. The five that always follow me around and one from next door. I was taking them all to the pool to swim because I mostly wanted them to stop wrecking my house.

As I pulled out of the driveway, I didn’t look out the back window. Nor did I glance at the rear view mirror. Nor did I check out the rear view camera.

What I did find time to do was slam into a car parked on the street.

I could have just sped off but I believe in owning up to one’s mistakes. And I had 6 eyewitnesses in the car. Although I don’t think 6 month old Cash would have said a word. He knows where his bread is buttered.

The important thing to do when notifying your spouse about a fender bender is to really make it out to be much worse than it is.

First, you send a photo of the damage..

car 1

And then you send a real photo of the damage…

car 2

Now it doesn’t seem so bad, right?

Rick was great about it and said, something like, “Well, this kind of thing just happens. Don’t beat yourself up.”

The thing is – it never just happens to Rick. It’s like he has some sort of magical power (like looking out his windows) to avoid other cars.

I mean, I was the one who messed up our Highlander about two days before we were scheduled to trade it in for the glorious, golden hued minivan.

And no offense to the entire state of Florida, but I really thought someone would hit me first here. I’ve noticed that Floridians like to drive fast and furious. Add in the fact that dead palm tree leaves are always crashing unexpectedly to the ground and someone was bound to side swipe me or something.

But no. I beat them all to it. I’ve always been an overachiever like that.

Now of course, my kids are all about the back seat driving. Every time, we pull out of the driveway, 3 1/2 year-old Chase says, “Mom, don’t hit anything.”

Preschoolers should really teach driver’s ed.





13 Responses to something sort of happened to the minivan

  • Shea says:

    Oh no! At least the damage wasn’t toooo bad. This reminds me of the time I got a big scrape on my family’s car when I was in high school. I was SO scared my parents were going to be mad, but they just said, “It’s just a car, things happen.” It probably helped me that my mom was always complaining about poles and other stationary items that would “come out of nowhere and hit” her 😉

  • Sharon Weiss says:

    Don’t feel bad. I did the same thing 3 weeks ago. Only I was backing out of my daughter’s driveway and hit my son-in- law’s car. Oops!

  • Steph says:

    Sending fake picture of worse damage first is genius! Sorry it happened. And I have to ask what bet did you lose to have six kids by yourself:)

  • Princess Judy says:

    I like how you have a picture of worse damage first so the real damage doesn’t seem so bad. I think hubby took that advice when he called me at work to tell me he dinged my 2-week old truck. I was mad but what he said next made me forget that. He planned a surprise for us that evening “to take a break from moving.” He planned for us to drive 2+ hours to a big city and watch a hockey game for 3+ hours and then drive back. I couldn’t believe his insanity. We were in the middle of moving! He was unemployed! We couldn’t afford the gas or the cost of NHL tickets! I had to go to work early the next morning! What an idiot! When I got home the “ding” was like the forearm of Thor had smashed into the side of my truck just after the door and ran it all the way back to the tailgate. In no one’s mind was that “ding.” Luckily, hubby had abandoned his hockey game idea by then otherwise I may have abandoned him in the big city.

  • Sarah Gannon says:

    Gotta love those small backseat drivers. Mine is always telling us, “Make sure you only drive on the street, not the sidewalk.”

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