i don't remember the boom

they say march comes in like a lion, out like a lamb. the weather has been kind. but life is roaring for the millers this week.

what began as a road trip with two kids to grandpa henry and grandma nancy, ended with a totaled car and a trip to the er.

be assured both boys are ok. in fact here is mr harry this morning, trying his high chair for the first time.

seven months of yummy

we already see his personality shining through. harry wants to help with the spoon, something jude never did. contrary to expectations, high chair does not = less messy eating than bumbo.

wearing my carrot apricots with pride

jude is also fine post crash. here's our handsome boy wearing lace-up shoes for the first time. note: he had nothing to do with tying them. but its a start...

jude dude

we recently cut his hair much shorter. our 3 1/2 year old still looks handsome. but the shorter do should save on the frequent haircuts required to keep his longer locks tamed.

so here's how we spent our saturday night.

after the accident

one minute you're driving along, discussing how you can dinner splurge with your gift card, the next minute your vehicle is sliding across the highway on black ice. kara was in the passenger seat. thankfully she doesn't remember the boom.

one week later she has a multi-colored black eye with bruises of various shades along the left side of her face. the ribs are still sore, but everything will heal.

the car, the chevy blazer that joined us a few years after moving from new york, is no more.

the search for a new car is unexpected and unwelcome. but at least we are finding fascinating moments in it--who knew every car now has dual air controls?

here's hoping the lions go away for the rest of march.