Let's see -- DH and I decided to leave the lake a bit early this morning instead of enjoying the late check-out of 2p. Good thing. Things went downhill quickly.
As we came across the bridge to our home we noticed Logan's truck was not at home. Hmm? Where is he? Oh, okay, he's at Mom's house. Why? We get everything unloaded and into the house. I call over to Mom's. "What's going on?" Mom tells me, "Logan had a little accident." Now, honestly, I'm thinking he cut himself or something like that.
No, last night on his way to work (in the snow) he went off the road and hit a small tree. He's fine - the truck needs a new grill and bumper. All in all - things could have been worse. He didn't want to call us and ruin our anniversary outing.
Although, I must say, he did make me smile. He had planned to have a friend over to stay and had pizza ordered to pick up after work. After the wreck - he cancelled it all. Good boy! :)
Mom came over and talked to me. Seems Alivia got terribly sick this morning and had to go by squad to the hospital. I'm not going into all the details but baby girl is sick - temperature was 104 a little bit ago. The hospital plans to keep her for another 24-48 hours.
I'm hoping 2013 starts to look up real soon. Eek, if it is to get worse!
Also, if you could send a little prayer for Alivia's health - it will be appreciated.