February 9th

This is where the bottom of the bumper is supposed to be. Although, a broken bumper is a small price to pay when you slide on some sneaky black ice going 65mph on the highway; the car turns 90 degrees and shoots off into the median which is 4 inches deep with snow; then slides out into on coming traffic still uncontrollable mind you; finally crashing into a snow banked ditch. Yes a tiny missing piece of the bumper is a small price to pay. God was watching over us today, as David, Emery and myself are all completely unharmed. Immediately after the crash, some good Samaritans stopped to pull us out of the ditch. The car seemed to run fine so we drove a mile down the road to the closest auto shop which happened to be the nearby Walmart. The best line of the day was from the mechanic, "I've seen more damage from a car hitting a dog than the damage you have here. You were really fortunate." I agree completely. This was about 2 hours into our 9 hour road trip and we had a long way to go. Luckily we made it just fine. Emery was a trooper. Other than about 10 seconds of crying after the accident...she was a perfect angel as per usual. Momma's shoulders are a little tight from all the ice driving but again...a small price to pay. Praise the Lord!