What a day. All in all my Saturday had its ups and downs. It started off great. Nick and I got to sleep late and slowly woke up to some good lovin’! Then after breakfast I played on the computer for awhile and then strangely Mollie got up about 9:30. She had gotten a call to baby sit and although she didn’t really want to get up she decide to take the job and off she went.
Nick and I also had plans for the day. We were planning to go car shopping to see what we could find as a third car for Mollie’s use (not her car you notice, but a third family car that she can use when we say so). But you know what can really spoil a car buying mood – a call from your 16-year-old, the one who has had her license for 8 days, calling to tell you she back into a car in the driveway where she was babysitting.
She called on her dad’s phone but asked to speak to me. Why do my kids always leave it to me to break the bad news to their dad? Don’t bother answering, I already know, it’s because I am the mom. We went over to pick her up because she was upset. Although the other car was only slightly damaged, you really couldn’t tell if you weren’t really looking for it, it was slightly dented. It was a little Honda with a plastic bumper, not metal, so since it can’t be beaten out. The bumper will have to be replaced if that is what the girl wants. And small or not that will run into money. The girl was way more upset for Mollie that she was worried about her car. Everyone was really sweet to her but Mollie was just devastated.
Nick as you can imagine was not thrilled. But he handled it as well as a father could I suppose. He vented to me but did not rant to Mollie. Really she felt so bad there was nothing to say. Fussing could not have made her feel any worse and it wouldn’t have undone what happened so what could I do except tell her I loved her and it would be okay. When she got home from another babysitting job Saturday night Nick asked her what happened and we all talked about it some more. Bless her heart I know I should be upset with her but when I see her so sorry about what happened all I can think of is how to make her feel better.
Anyway Nick and I decided that we were not going to change our minds about the car because of one moment of inattentiveness and we went back out looking. We ended up getting a car. Sigh… I hope we made the right decision. We will let her know about the car Sunday morning.
So that was my Saturday. How was yours?