My car has been making very odd noises for quite some time. Last week, the noises started to get scary so I reminded Esteban about it and his answer was for me to drive his car to work. That doesn't really solve my problem so I wait a couple of days and ask him again what to do about my car. He wants us to try going to one of those mechanics who works out of his home and I insist on a shop. He thinks we'll save some money by doing it his way etc, but I think we'll waste a lot of time because both of us will have to go to drop off the car and there's the issue of going to buy the parts and I want to be able to pay with a CC and get a receipt etc. Home mechanics usually only take cash, there's no receipt, no warranty... Well, I lost the battle so on Monday, we take the car to the mechanic, who was referred to us by his co-workers...
I program the GPS and realize we are a little over ONE HOUR away. Problem number one! But I don't say anything and start the long ride. When we get there, the mechanic takes a look and decides to take the car for a test drive. I take the kids for a walk to entertain them while the mechanic assesses the situation. As I'm almost around the block on my walk, my husband pulls up in my car with an odd look on his face and says he's had an accident. The car looks intact so I smile confused and try to figure out what he's talking about. What he said next, I did not hear. But he pointed to my car and there I saw it. My windshield was completely shattered. Unfortunately they did not secure the hood before taking it for the test run and it actually popped up while driving and cracked the entire windshield.
As I'm typing this, I'm realizing how horrible this could have been. Thank God, we were out in the boonies somewhere between Haines City and Dundee, a good hour away from home and they were on a back road somewhere with minimal traffic. The air bags did not deploy and there was very little damage to the frame of my car. And thank God, only a few shards of glass fell into the vehicle. No one was hurt. At the time though, I was not counting my blessings. Ok, I admit. I was fuming! Neither man knew what to say and I was so upset, but I was conscience that we were not alone so I bit my lip. They drove back to the house and when I walked up, they had assessed the situation. The brakes and struts were bad and my poor new wheels had no tread on the inside. This could have been a one day fix, but I called the insurance company and they weren't able to send anyone out for the glass until the next day. So Esteban and the mechanic rush off to buy parts and I take the kids for lunch. There's a Walmart nearby so after a leisurely lunch, I pass the time there.
Finally Esteban arrives. It was so late. On the way home, he kept apologizing, but what was done was done and there was nothing we could do. It wasn't his fault, but I kept thinking if we'd only gone to a regular shop, this wouldn't be happening. God's grace was with me though and I did not say anything to make him feel worse about the situation. Thank you God. We had pleasant conversation most of the way home, especially after the kids had finally fallen asleep.
Today, we head back to the mechanics. The glass should have been repaired between 10 - 1pm. But when we get there at 12:30pm, there's no sign of them. I called and was told 45 - 60 minutes max. But an hour and 15 minutes goes by and nothing. Great another wasted day! I had already listened to a good hour of my audio book, gone through my mail for the past week, re-organized and purged my coupons, cut out new coupons, gone through my email... Now all I had left was cranky Maya and my loose cannon, Jayden. I decide (or Esteban decides for me) that I need to get out of there. I took the kids for lunch. The closest McDonald's was 20 minutes away, according to the GPS! But off I went and when I got back, my windshield had been replaced and we were good to go.
Unfortunately, we ran out of time and did not get to finish the second part of the repair job, the tire replacement and wheel alignment. So now, I've called out for tomorrow to stay home with the kids so that Esteban can take the car to get the new tires and alignment. Lucky me gets to stay home with the kids. Believe me, after two days of crying and cranky toddlers, I was so ready to get away from them and go to work. (Is that bad?) But instead, I'll be home probably doing laundry, listening to Maya shout noooooooo, miiiiiine, or shhhhhhare and asking Jayden what number comes after 2, for the hundredth time!
Bunnie is starting to grow on Maya. She realized she can be friends with Bunnie and still love Bear.
Very grainy, but I love his face here.
Here's Maya on a bright sunny morning!
Kisses for my baby.
Jayden and Maya love to play with blankets. Peek-a-boo is a favorite around the house.
They also like to play at being superheroes, but they don't even know it yet. They put on their blankets and run around the house after one another.
Maya usually tells me she's cold when she wants me to secure her blanket around her neck.
Maya is clearly overjoyed by the bubbles.
More blanket adventures...
Super Maya and her trusty giraffe!
Jayden knows he's much too big for this toy.
Maya talking with Esteban before bedtime.
I think she thinks he's in the phone.
Beautiful day for Pointe Orlando
Maya at the fountain and Jayden at the bench...
Jayden continues to practice tracing horizontal, vertical and diagonal lines.
He's pretty good at the diagonal ones...
It's those horizontal ones that get him every time.
Maya keeps me company at the doctor's office. She's so well behaved when she's alone. She keeps herself very entertained.
Jayden is pissed cause he can't get his lego tower to stand. He doesn't understand that he's missing legos underneath. He keeps trying to fill in the gaps from the bottom instead of working from the bottom up. LOL
More horizontal lines... Ugh... He really doesn't like them. Click on the picture to see his work. Can you tell?
Believe me, it's not cold in Florida, but Maya wanted her jacket and hat. So cute!
Daddy Pig snorts an aweful lot and I think that's why Jayden has grown so fond of this cartoon. Now Jayden has started to snort too. One day, I was talking to Jayden and I made a reference to Esteban as being Daddy Pig and Jayden's been calling him that ever since. Esteban is so mad. He truly despises it. He says, "It's ok for him to call me that at home, but in public? It sounds awful." I nod in agreement, but inside I'm dying of laughter. I hear Jayden calling Daddy Pig and Esteban says "No me llames eso!" And Jayden snorts in return and runs off. I can't stop laughing as I type this. 
