Another Crash

Well, we've made it to April now and I get the phone call all parents dread...the oldest, who lives an hour and a half from home, calls and says "Well, I'm pretty sure I just totaled my car."  WHAT?  Seriously?  Are you hurt?  No.  Are you sure it is totaled?  Yes.  Take pictures, I am on my way.

I called my cousin, who lives about 15 minutes from Matt, and asked her to go see if he was really okay.  Of course by the time I arrived the whole scene would be cleared.  Matt was shaken up but not hurt, so thank goodness for that.  But here we go again with the battle of insurance.  Fortunately, this accident was also not his fault, but that didn't automatically replace the car.

At this point I am done with 2013 and the battle of the brothers.  Both wreck their cars, both have tumor scares, and both have torn labrums.  Can I please catch a break and can they please stop competing for both my attention and money?  I think to myself...gosh, if I could only focus on me for a while...little did I know what was to come.