So last night sucked. After playing on the playground with the 'tora family for a while after day care, LP requested a visit to Leonard's. When our light turned green and we proceeded to cross the intersection, some jack-hole decides to run a red light and ram into my car.
Can I tell you, worse than being in an accident is being in an accident with YOUR TWO BABIES IN THE CAR?!
Fortunately, everyone was okay. Dee started crying immediately after it happened and LP just kept wondering when we were going to go and see the sheep. We pulled in to the entrance to Stew's and I immediately climbed into the back seat to make sure my babies were okay. A crowd of onlookers also came over to make sure everyone was alright.
Last night we took the girls to the pediatrician for a double check and they both got the thumbs up. Other than a bruise on my left hand from where I hit it into something and the dent on my driver's side door (which is really tough to open and close) you wouldn't know we had been in an accident.
Oh, and except for dealing with insurance. Fortunately the other driver has insurance, and admitted fault to the police officer that showed up on the scene. And at least one witness came forward to go on record that she saw him run the light.
Good times. But thank goodness that we are okay.