What?!

First I shall start with something funny.
My son is off playing in his bedroom, I can hear him singing songs to himself, all he has is books right now because prior incidence's on Saturday required us to take away all his toys, so out of nowhere he comes running up to me and asks "how do bears go potty?" I'm sitting there thinking, What?. I finally told him they potty just like Curly does (our dog). Evidently that was enough because off he went completely satisfied with the answer. Wow, where do they come up with these things?!

So on Saturday after quite a series of events, which looking back now has been building for weeks now, we as parents had to take away not only his bike, but his friends for a week and ALL of his toys. Trust me when I say he tested every single boundary we have ever set, actually he put more than just a foot over those boundaries, he took flying leap right over them and laughed in our faces. So to sum it up, it was a bad day for Josiah. He still has no toys and there is still no playing with friends and the bike still sits in garage. I have feeling it will be this way for quite a while since the attitude and speech still needs quite a bit of work. :-( All I have to say is being the bad guy as a parent is the hardest job in the world! Anyone can be their kids friends but it takes a lot of love, patience, guidance and prayer to set and keep them on the right path.

We visited my husband's brother's family on Sunday afternoon. It was a lovely day and it was nice to catch up with them. We both tend to have very busy lives and never seem to find time to get together anymore. Anyway, that evening we left their home, we were just a minute behind them leaving the neighborhood. Buckling in babies takes a bit of time. Anyway, we pull up to the intersection only to see their family's van completely smashed and smoke rising from the vehicle. I told my husband to get over there and help them. I pulled over and got my children out of our vehicle and in strollers and hiked across the glass strewn intersection with people milling all around. I parked my kiddo's next to my neices and told my son to stay in the stroller beside his brother while I went to check on the girls. It was a chaotic scene but a very nice fireman came and watched my 2 kids while I held each of the girls hands while the paramedics checked them out. The one in worst shape was the driver, who was mom. Her hip and leg were hurting on the side of the impact. The ambulance drove the mom and dad to the hospital and we took charge of the children and got them to the hospital. We dropped Josiah off with my stepmom and my dad drove me and the baby to the hospital. I stayed with the girls as the doctors checked each of them out, and they were all ok. All had head bumps and headaches, and one of the girls was not wearing her seatbelt so when she landed on the floor of the van on top of the shattered glass she received many cuts and bruises all over her arms, legs, face and head. After all was said and done at the hospital, nobody had any broken bones and everyone got to come home that night! Thank the Lord nobody was more seriously injured. We lent their family our van until they could figure things out. The mom is on crutches until she can put more weight on her leg but the rest of the family is up and about but still hurting quite a bit. I think what is more troublesome is probably the memory of the event and the aftermath of it all, namely dealing with Insurance companies. If you find them on your mind, please send up a prayer for their family as they heal in many ways from this terrible incident. Thank you.

Some things I learned... ALWAYS wear your seatbelt (not that I didn't before) and hug your loved ones very close because you never know what's around that next corner.
Blessings to you all!