Ooopsies!

OK, so you are going to get to laugh at the expense of Kevin and I, if you keep reading. We have both had a few 'oopsie' moments in the past, and I figured that I would share the latest and greatest in an effort to keep you all entertained.

Me first. When we moved into this house, it took me the longest time to learn our phone numbers! I my defense (and I do need one), we had four new numbers and they all had different area codes too! Kevin had a new work number and a cell number, and then I had a cell number plus our home number.

During this time, we made the decision that we needed to teach Noah our new phone number. In an effort to do this, I had the brilliant idea that I would write it in large numbers on a piece of paper and stick it up on his bedroom wall. That way, whenever he was laying awake in bed, he would stare at it and hopefully memorize it. My plan worked like a charm. Noah learned the number in only two days.

Then Kevin looked at it, and realized that I had written down the wrong number! I had all of the correct numbers, but in the wrong order! I had transposed the first three numbers with the area code. I had taught our child the wrong phone number! It was funny because when Kevin looked at it, he doubted himself. He actually had to go and get his cell phone and look it up so that he could be sure himself! We were all confused.

Fortunately, it only took Noah one day to correct my mistake and learn the correct number. :)

Kevin's turn.

Last weekend, we had one of our teenage babysitters come to stay with Rebekah while Kevin and I took Noah to the pottery studio for his birthday party. There was a minimum age of six at the studio, and it was not the type of place that I would want to take Rebekah!

Our babysitter is sixteen years old, and for her birthday her parents bought her a brand new Saturn Hybrid (nice, huh?!). I had run down to the end of the drive way in order to check the mailbox, and as Kevin backed our new-ish (less than one year old) minivan out of the garage, I watched with horror as he backed right into our baby sitter's car!

Her car came away (amazingly) unscathed, but our van was not as lucky. The Saturn has flexible side panels, so I watched as the whole door caved in and then popped right back out! Not so much as a mark on the paint!

The van however, has a huge dent in the bumper. This is the same bumper that had to be replaced when the van was only a week old because I was rear ended while driving with the kids. This time though, insurance isn't going to cover it. It is going to cost us $350 to fix.

At least my 'oopsie' was free!

In an effort to make us feel better, feel free to share your 'oopsie' moments too! :)