I had just taken a break from drying dishes and was going to send a Tweet about my latest post at Real Moms Guide (my thoughts about breastfeeding in public), so I was sitting with my laptop by our back window when I heard a boom and looked outside to see a BIG part of our fence fall down. I immediately thought a car must've hit it, and called 911. Then I thought to myself I hope it wasn't just the wind!
And it wasn't.
An [elderly] lady had hit another car, lost control, and hit our fence and then drove through another part of our fence and then backed out and ended up on the other side of our yard. Or something. I didn't see it all happen but it looked like a tornado came through.
And I am so so very thankful, still shaken up about it, that the kids weren't home from school yet. Because the first thing they do is go outside to practice golf right in the very spot that the car came through.
This is the toy Ivy was playing with in the photo here. I found it mangled in the street.
Both drivers were ok. One car was towed away. I'm hoping the fence company can come make repairs very soon (our poor fence has gaping wounds and a toothy sad smile), and I hope the insurance transaction is quick and uneventful.
I had a really hard time sleeping last night. I kept thinking about how dangerous it was that I let the kids play so close to that part of the fence. Would I have reacted soon enough if Ivy had been down there?
It doesn't matter now. All is ok. Thank goodness all is ok.
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