I've had an accident.
I could tell by his voice that HE was alright. He didn't sound pained. He sounded utterly..uh, well, he sounded terribly upset.
So I went outside and found this:
Because what else could I do? How can you get upset about something that was so entirely an accident and the someone who did it is so entirely upset by it? I just couldn't muster up the energy to be upset. I was thankful that H was okay. I was thankful that we can afford to fix a mistake. I was thankful that if this was all that was wrong, everything would be alright.
And to be honest, I wasn't QUITE as thankful this morning when it was raining and I had to drive the van with this gaping hole covered with a plastic trashbag and a towel on the dashboard. But I still laughed on the way to school. I'm sure I looked quite the sight!