Same Song, Different Verse

Last week, I was eating dinner with a couple of girlfriends. Immediately afterwards, I see that I have 15 missed calls on my phone from Weasel and Hubs. I called Hubs, who told me Weasel was in another car accident… not his fault… and he is okay.

I freak out a little, but not too much. I feel like such a bad mom because I didn’t hear my phone ringing during dinner. I feel like such a bad wife because Hubs had to load up the girls to go to the accident. Ugh. I drive out to the accident to relieve Hubs and let him take Cookie and Pumpkin home to bed.

As I’m driving up, there are flashing lights from a police car and from the tow truck. I don’t see Hubs at first, just Weasel’s car in a ditch. OH EMM GEE. Now I freak out a lot. I finally find Weasel, who I cannot hug hard enough. He is okay, but obviously freezing from the cold rain and a little emotional from the scare. His only apparent injury is an airbag burn on his arm. (Thank God for airbags!)

Apparently, he was travelling down the road when a large work truck pulled out in front of him. He swerved to miss it, but was unable to avoid the collision! It was a little more significant than his last accident. The airbags went off and he was a little shook up. There was even a moment where he thought the car was on fire due to the smoky air after the airbags deployed. Scary!

Probably the most horrifying thing for me as a mom is for my kids to be scared and I’m not there to protect them. I know that I cannot be there every moment of every day. I know that I cannot protect them from every evil, but I still want to.

Funny thing was, I actually got mad at his Weasel’s dad who has been dead for over 17 years. How could he let this happen? He is supposed to help me protect Weasel! Weasel doesn’t deserve all of this heartache! Then I realize that perhaps his dad DID protect him. Perhaps this accident could have been much worse. Perhaps this accident (and the last one) will make Weasel a better driver, which may save his life in the future.

Bottom line is, Weasel is okay.

Oh, and did I mention he only had this car for TWO DAYS? Hopefully there won’t be monthly posts about Weasel’s car accidents. Two totaled cars in two months is enough for anyone! 

Let’s see what happens in March!