New Journey, New Routine

Today we had two doctor's appointments - Ryder's 2 week and Wyatt's 18 month (even though he's turning 20 months on Sunday). Thankfully, Daddy was still home to help us get to the clinic by 9 am.

Wyatt's Stats:

Weight: 23 lbs. 9 oz. - 13%

Height: 32 1/2" - 36%

His doctor has told us he wouldn't be the biggest kid in class. Today he told us he wouldn't be the tallest kid in class. No shockers there.

Ryder's Stats:

Weight: 7 lbs. 10 oz. - still 4.9 oz. short of regaining his birth weight, but he's well on his way

Tomorrow we start back to "normal," our new normal at least. Randy goes back to work, I actually start getting Ryder on a schedule, Wyatt starts readjusting to life without Daddy and life with Mommy dividing her attention, and Ryder will continue to eat, sleep, poop, and toot (he's the tootinest baby ev.er!). We're both a bit nervous about this. I've been spoiled rotten for the last 19 days, and Randy has enjoyed the time off (he got super creative but that's another post).

So. Back to normal. Until Wednesday when we we have a family Christmas gathering all day. Then he works Thursday. And then Friday is Christmas Eve and his office is closed. So this really isn't all that bad.

Sing with Me!

Two days ago I started singing Jingle Bells. Wyatt, who repeats everything we say in his own way, sang with me. This is what it sounded like.

Me: Jingle bells

Wyatt: Daba dells

Me: Jingle bells

Wyatt: Daba dells

Me: Jingle all the way!

Wyatt: Way, way, way (followed by a HUGE grin)

Today I start singing it and he goes straight to "way, way, way."

We also started playing Ring Around the Rosie. He wants to fall down at "Pocket full of posies." He just can't wait! And afterwards I hear him singing "Ah-gies, ah-gies, all fa don!"

We don't have many quiet moments in our house anymore. Thankfully, Ryder had 9 months of incubating and getting used to all of Wyatt's noise. So now he just sleeps through it. Good boy.

Sweet, Sweet Boy

Welcoming...

Ryder Joel

7 lbs. 15 oz

19 1/2" long

born 12.7.10 at 12:03 pm

He has a very happy Mommy, Daddy, and big brother.

His brother is still figuring all this out, but so far he's doing a great job and has fun giving his brother kisses and pats.

The End is In Sight!

Shorty is a little tease. Weeks 34 and 35 meant tons of contractions and some progress. I've learned to ignore the "maybe today?" thought because it was just driving me nuts.

Weeks 36 and 37 the contractions stopped and I think he climbed up further in my belly (if babies can do that. We still had some progress and my doctor thought he would come a week early on his own, so we cancelled the sono we were going to have to check the size and decided to let him come on the day God chose for his birthday.

Yesterday, week 38, things continued to progress. For all you mamas out there who get excited about this stuff - I'm 3 cm dilated and I could pretty much go at anytime. YAY! Just in case, we did schedule an induction for December 7, next Tuesday. Oh hallelujah...I love that kind of deadline!

Can't wait to meet this little guy and start this new phase of our family!

Shhhhhh!!!

Wyatt is supposed to be napping, but he's having a hard time taking naps these days. Yesterday he took over an hour to fall asleep for a 45 minute nap.

He's been in bed for almost 20 minutes now and chattering and chattering away on the monitor. Every once in awhile he'll catch himself and go "Shhhh! Shhhh!" Silly kid. Unfortunately he's not listening to himself. I think it's time to go shut this party down.

Cleaning Up

Saturday morning was a chilly one! Perfect for my boys to go out and rake leaves. I dressed Wyatt in his play clothes including two sweatshirts and his bright blue hat and sent him out with Daddy.

No little rake for Wyatt...his matched Daddy's.

"Cheese!"

Ooohhhh fun piles of leaves!

He sat there long enough to endure the picture and then wanted "up! up!"

Wyatt and Food

Ahhh...food. Toddlers and food. Breakfast goes great (this morning he ate 4 mini pancakes and a half banana). Lunch usually good. Dinner? The struggle of the day. He just doesn't want to try the food. Remember the new word, "no"? Yeah, he practices a lot at dinner.

We had sloppy joes Monday night. Wyatt wouldn't try it until we added ketchup. Apparently, he didn't watch me make dinner and add all the ketchup to the skillet.

Another one of his new words is "tookie." He can spot a tookie a mile away. A tookie or a dessert in a 9x13 cakepan. Not kidding.

Wyatt - 18 months

Our sweet boy turned 18 months on October 26th. Yep, I'm a bit late, but I wanted to give an update. No stats yet. His 12 month appointment ended up happening at almost 14 months because of sickness and schedules, so his 18 month appointment will actually be close to 20 months.

Favorite activities - playing with anyone...he's a social bird! Looking at books, mostly truck books, but he's getting a lot better at listening to stories. He and his daddy like to go fly-hunting, each armed with a fly swatter. Tonight after dinner while I washed dishes, they went exploring with flashlights around the dark house. Great fun! He also loves to play in the dirt. When Randy tilled up our garden space a few weeks ago, Wyatt came in covered with dirt. He had been "helping" with his toy lawn mower.

Favorite toys - his stuffed Hobbs (actually a Tigger that we call Hobbs). He walks around going, "Hobbs, Hobbs, Hobbs." His trucks.

Words - He tries new words all the time. A lot of things sound like "daddy." It can mean "doggy" or "giraffy" (his silky) or "daddy," and he says it a lot! He says, "A-mean!" when we're done praying. And his hello and bye-bye make me laugh. We have them on video....I'm just bad at loading it.

His newest thing is "no, no, no." And he absolutely knows what it means. We know that because he also knows how to clearly communicate what he wants. He also often says, "No, no, no" in a very serious tone about the time he's actually doing the no-no. I was working on the nursery this weekend, and from the bathroom next door I heard "no, no, no." I peeked in just in time to see Wyatt pulling toilet paper off the roll by the yard. We're now working on a toddler version of James 4:17, " To him who knows to do good and does not do it, to him it is sin."

And just in case you were curious, Wyatt does know his brother's name, but don't bother asking him...we can hardly understand it. Nice try though.

Space - Wyatt moved into his new big boy room a couple weeks ago. It's a big boy room with a big boy bed...and a crib. Right now he uses the bed for reading books. We're not attempting sleeping in that bed for a few months. Let's get past turning his world upside down with his brother's arrival before we try that.

Sleep - Bedtime at 8. Wakes up between 7 and 8, and naps a little over an hour. I miss 2 and 3 hour naps, but he seems to have waved them good-bye.

Loves - Wyatt gives the best little boy hugs and kisses. He sometimes doesn't really hug us, but he does make the bear squeeze noise (errrr!). It makes me smile.

He's such a sweet, loving boy. He has his daddy's servant heart and he loves to be a big helper. He actually is a good helper too. He's going to be a great big brother!

We have a ridiculous number of pictures of Wyatt eating, but I had to show these too. This was on Wyatt's 18-month birthday. He got a sliver of chocolate cake with plenty of frosting. I think he liked it.

I stink.

I know. I have a bunch of pictures to download and no time to do it. So for the moment you get a pic of my cookie monster.

As for the other cookie monster (at least he makes me one), we have a sono scheduled for November 22 to check his size. If he looks like he'll be as big as his brother (8 lb, 12 oz), we'll induce early...maybe December 6th, which is only 25 days from now. Yay! He finally has a name, and his room is almost ready. Pics to come. We're definitely ready to meet this little guy!

We're also praying and praising God for his friend Levi who was scheduled to be 2 weeks younger than him. Check out The Fish Pond on the right.

Today I found...

...my first gray hair. Less than a month before my 30th birthday. I really didn't mind my 30th birthday until I realized that gray hair came with it (and the two munchkins?).

I texted my husband (who just started the second week in his new position and has far more important things to hear about than his wife's gray hairs) as soon as I found it. He's been giving me a bit of a hard time about my upcoming milestone (funny since he has five years on me), so I wasn't sure what his response would be.

While I'm sure there was a chuckle when he read it, his response personified Proverbs 25:11 - "A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver." His response? "I'm 'going' bald!"

Suddenly it was all okay.

Bring on 30!

Day 3 - Balboa Park

I think Balboa Park happened on Day 3. Who is the silly preggo woman who didn't journal all this before?

Well, one day when we were in San Diego we headed to Balboa Park, which has the cactus garden of my hubby's dreams...really and truly.

We have half a million photos of really beautiful cacti and succulents...someday I'm going to have to come up with something crafty to do with them. Especially since we've become really poor plant parents since we became Wyatt's parents.

You have to look really closely, but there's a heart and an arrow scratched into the paddle cactus over our heads. I think my BIL got a better shot on his phone, and I can't wait to get that one printed and framed.

Wyatt had a balloon attached to his stroller most of the time and it actually made it through all of the cactus.

He also got to climb around in a big tree. I think we enjoyed that more than he did.

Wyatt thought the fountain was really cool. This is his bend over and shriek with excitement pose.

We stopped off the Hotel del Coronado really quickly and ran down on the sand (which felt silk) and took some pics. We also walked through the public part of the hotel and picked up some playing cards with Marilyn Monroe posing on the beach in front of the hotel (we collect cards as souveneirs). The place is gorgeous and made me really miss the TCM channel...the one channel I really miss since canceling cable.

And last but definitely not least, we picked up dessert and brought it home. Since cupcakes are all the rage, we tried a place in downtown San Diego - Babycakes. Yum. I had to try the Chocolate Shorty in honor, of course, of our little Shorty.

It did not disappoint.

Day 2 - Sea World

I have more video of Sea World than I do pictures. Unfortunately I haven't taken the time to download the video, so you'll have to put up with a few pics.

It was cool and cloudy most of the week in San Diego, and Sea World day was probably the coolest. I was glad we all brought extra clothes along because I wore Randy's sweatshirt all day.

I was also glad we brought extra clothes along because toward the end of the day the boys hit the water rides. Randy sat in the front and stayed dry for the first half of the first ride....then he got soaked. They all sat in the soak zone for the dolphin show and the second Shamu show. They had fun and froze!

The rest of us still sat outside of the soak zone. Brrr.

Randy's mom suggested we get a backpack leash for Wyatt before we left...so glad we did! It worked great at Sea World and the Zoo and the airport. And he thought he was pretty cool wearing a monkey on his back.

We're Back

Saturday afternoon we got back from a great week with Randy's family in San Diego. It's my bedtime, so you just get a few quick shots.

Proof that Randy did, in fact, try surfing. He had fun and I have tons of shots!

Proof that Wyatt tried too.

And he loved loved the beach!

And he REALLY loves his cousin! Practically worships the ground he walks on!!

First evening on the beach. This was our view everyday. Lovely.

More to come!

Mishaps

We've had a few interesting events around here lately, so I thought I'd share an oh no, an ew, and a really good laugh.

The Oh No

Saturday we finally got to paint our house. The last two Saturdays we scraped and primed in preparation for family painting day. All week we watched the forecast. By Friday they were calling for isolated thunderstorms. All summer whenever they have said isolated, they meant not us. It sprinkled a couple minutes in the morning and then quit. The rest of the morning and early afternoon it was a mix of sun and clouds and lots of humidity. With seven of us painting we got a lot done quickly. Our house went from white with red brick to two different shades of cream. Around 2:30 as I was leaving to go pick up a couple more gallons of paint, I heard my dad say, "Is that thunder?" I ignored that and left for the store. As I was driving I started to notice the clouds...the really dark thunderclouds directly overhead. Then my mom called. Their NOAA weather radio said the storm was 30 minutes away and headed our direction.

By the time I got home 25 minutes later there was a torrential downpour. I haven't seen it rain that hard in a long time! From inside the house we watched as cream rivers of water gushed across the patio into the backyard. Ugh.

Thankfully, it was only the last 10-15 minutes worth of paint from the front and side of the house. This is what the side of our house looked like after that rain.

It's supposed to be the creamy color...not the white.

My dad came back and helped us catch up on Sunday. Randy's dad came back and helped on Monday and Tuesday evening we touched up a bit and declared it done! Done except for the accent color for shutters and the door that we still have to pick.

Thanks to the family for their help! We really, really, super much appreciate it!

The EW

The last couple of evenings out on the patio there has been a really bad smell. I thought it was one of the polycarts, but trash day was Tuesday, and it shouldn't still be hanging around. But we all noticed it while my dad was cutting Wyatt's hair out there this evening.

Randy finally discovered the source of the stink. A lidless milk can that usually hangs out in the corner by our patio door. Because of the paint project, it was in the middle of the patio and was filled with the downpour Saturday. He took it out to the yard to dump it and spray it out. And out came this.

It might be a bit hard to see, but that is a skeleton. Maybe a squirrel? But we're confused. We moved that milk can to this house, so we think that squirrel had its own mishap this summer. But why is it just now stinking and isn't that a little fast for that much decay? Any biology experts are welcome to comment.

Randy did the nasty job of cleaning it up. He asked if that was worth a few newborn diapers, and I wholeheartedly agreed. I'll take tarry poo over dead squirrel any day!

The Laugh

Ever since Wyatt was about seven months old we've let him "help" with baking. Thanksgiving Day, to be exact, he got to look in the mixer as Randy added flour to the zwieback dough (for you who don't have a German Mennonite heritage - this zwieback is a little double bun, not the hard Melba-like toast). He patted the top of the mixer, and when it was time to knead the dough, he got to stick his fingers in it. I love the look on his face!

These days he loves to stand on a chair and help. He usually gets a scraper and a measuring cup to keep him busy, and we'll very carefully left him turn on the mixer. Last Friday I was making a coffee cake for Randy. A very simple one - dump in all the ingredients and mix. I left the mixer unplugged because Wyatt was playing with the switch. I loaded a cake mix, two boxes of pudding, four eggs, a cup of oil and a cup of water into the bowl. Just as I plugged in the mixer, Wyatt hit the switch. WHOOSH!!! I have NEVER seen such a HUGE mess created SO quickly! My first reaction as I laughed hysterically was to turn off the mixer and find the camera. Thankfully, my phone was nearby, so I caught this very shocked picture of my son.

Look at his hand - "Ew, Mom, WHAT just happened?!" We were both absolutely covered in goo. That entire corner of the kitchen was covered in goo. About the time I snapped the picture he started to wimper. And he continued to wimper until I washed his face off in the bathtub. This was definitely one of those messes that required an immediate bath. I don't think my uncontrollable laughter helped his wimpering, but I'm really thankful my automatic reaction was to laugh and not yell.

I did save the cake. Most of the goo, landed on the counter and the mixer, so I just scraped it into the bowl and finished mixing it. That is after I cleaned and cleaned. Then I cleaned again. That night when I was cleaning up from dinner, I found more. Oh so very very funny!

Oooohhhhh

For all you sewers out there, check out the Homemade by Jill link down on the bottom right. She's doing Children's Clothes week and so far she's posted an adorable pair of baby sweats and a tutorial for toddler t's. SOMEDAY...I'm going to get to those! In fact, I just bought fabric that would be perfect for Shorty's sweats!

Wyatt & His Horsey

Wyatt has a horse that I picked up at garage sale this summer. He doesn't ride it around that much, but he does use it for several other things.

Like brushing his teeth.

And reading one of his favorite truck books.

And learning his colors from Eric Carle.

And yesterday he taught his Hobbs how to ride the horsey. He loves his Hobbs (thanks Thiessen family!!)

Good Bottoms

A couple people have asked if I like the Best Bottoms dipes that came in the mail last week, so I thought I'd do a quick review.

What I like:

1) The price! If you can use one shell with 3-4 inserts, that's a great bargain when compared to pocket dipes.

2) The fit. I like how trim they were on Wyatt. He's kind of a skinny kid, and there was no gaping and no deep red marks. I like how they sized to fit him. In his Bum Genius One Size pockets, he's right between the medium and large size on the snaps. With the Best Bottom, he's definitely needs it snapped down one level, and he doesn't look like he has a huge bum.

3) The Stay-dry insert. We're used to pocket dipes that keep his skin really dry, so I was concerned that the insert would leave him feeling wet. While they're not as dry as a pocket, I was really impressed with how dry the insert kept him.

4) No leaks! I wouldn't say that we've really given them a super testing, but with normal wear there were no leaks.

What I don't like:

1) The insert removal. I'm a weenie. I don't mind washing dipes. I don't mind flushing poo. I DO mind having to really touch a wet insert while I unsnap it so I can snap in a dry one. Ew. I've never done pre-folds, and I'm used to just shaking out the wet insert with hardly a touch. I like that.

2) The poo issue. Pardon the info to come....Wyatt's poos are toddler poos. He rarely has big, nasty, wet ones that would leak off the insert onto the shell. So, when he poos, I'd like to continue using the Best Bottom shell. However, first I have to unsnap a wet insert (yuck), and then, what do I do with it? I can't leave him on his changing table and run to the bathroom to flush it so I can throw it in the diaper pail. I think I put it on top of the pail, but...gross. With a pocket dipe, I just set the dipe aside without worry that it's going to contaminate anything, change his dipe and flush the other one when we're all done. Easy. If I changed the shell with each poo, this would not be a problem.

3) What touches his skin. Hubby's a little more concerned with this one than I am. He doesn't like that the PUL (for you non-cloth-dipe people it's a waterproof fabric that the shell is made from - it has a type of lamination on the inside for waterproofing) touches Wyatt's skin. He thinks it will get hot and sticky. It really doesn't touch his skin that much....just by the tabs on the side, so I really don't think this is that great of a problem.

4) The Hook & Loop fasteners. There's a snap version, but we like h&l, so I tried it. It looks cheaper than Bum Genius h&l, which I am currently replacing on 30 dipes after over a year of use. If I were to buy more shells, I'd go with snaps.

Overall: I'm spoiled by Bum Genius pocket dipes, but as a more economical option, I would recommend Best Bottoms. Since I have a shell and a couple inserts, I'll probably buy a couple more inserts to make it truly a good buy. But I don't think I'll be buying more shells. It's likely to be more BGs for Shorty.

On another cloth dipe note, learn from my lesson. DON'T wait a year and a half to strip dipes for the first time. It takes massive washing with lots of ridiculously hot water to get them back to square one (which means they're absorbent and don't cause a fast build up of ammonia on Wyatt's bum overnight - ouch). I'll be doing the easier version every other month from now on.

Happy Crafting Friday

This summer a wonderful woman gave me permission to write crafting time into my schedule. I think I felt a little guilty taking the time away from work and housework and the dozen other things on my to do list. So now Fridays during Wyatt's nap time I sew or paint or do something crafty but mostly I sew.

Today I actually finished the project I started in one naptime. We're headed out on vacation in two weeks, and I wanted a bag for Wyatt's cars. There's nothing like searching all over a big diaper bag for 15 cars while in a confined airplane seat. I had some leftover Cars fabric and thought this would be a good chance to practice putting in a zipper.

I made it through my first zipper with zero calls to my mom. Pretty proud of that. I just learn it better when I do it on my own the first time. I am going to sit down with her to find out how I could have done it better and easier than my book said. It didn't go too badly though.

The W is orange felt, and I didn't fuse it to the brown felt square before I started stitching, so it's a little lopsided. Lesson learned.

I think we can fit 12-15 small cars in this bag, and hopefully we won't lose any while we're gone...at least the important ones.

I did finish a couple little friends I started last Friday (it was a very good nap day :-) ), but they're gifts so you'll have to wait to see those.

It was a good nap day because a little blond boy woke up at 4:30 this morning and never really went back to sleep. So it's also an early night for Mom and Dad. An early night with a serious prayer that the blond boy sleeps till a sane hour tomorrow morning!

Home Improvements

In a week we're having a painting day at our house - thank you, family, for volunteering! Unfortunately, we're painting the outside (that's two in one year, thank you very much), which takes sooo much more prep than inside! Thankfully, we started last Saturday. And thank you to my parents for helping us get most of the scraping tackled!

Randy was planning to help scrape until his dear wife poked her finger through a couple pieces of siding on the back of the house. Ooops. Off he went to the hardware store to get five pieces of siding.

Then he took off the siding, and this is what he found.

I've never seen wood crumble into dust like that before. Disgusting, huh? Amazingly it only took one more trip to the hardware store.

That's the view from inside our bathroom. We seriously considered getting a new, smaller window, but then we thought about all the extra work and money it would take on the inside. And the same two pieces of glass that make up the window went right back in.

At the end of the day, there were new studs, a new pvc window frame and sill, new insulation, and new siding.

Six Whole Years

Today marks another anniversary for me - 6 years since I loaded up the Focus and moved to Kansas. I had no idea what life would look like after that. All I knew is that I didn't want to be in Minnesota anymore, God had made it obvious that I was not to move to Kansas City, and I had some beloved family in Hutch. So, though, it was a lot sooner than I had planned (even though somehow I always knew I'd end up here), I made the move.

That first year is truly etched in my mind. I was so excited to start this new adventure, and my dear brother and his wife generously opened their home for five months. I found a job that thankfully I stayed at less than a year, but it paid the bills for awhile. In January I bought a tiny little house that I knew was temporary. "Two years," I thought.

In February my brother pointed out this very good-looking usher across the sanctuary at church. "I just met him in Sunday school, and he's super nice and single. [Amazing, we may have been the only two single people in our church over 18 at that time.]You really should meet him." And he had no idea what the guy's name was! Seriously, Jeff, you have to pay attention to these things. By April, at least four people (without my request) had scouted him out for me. And then our associate pastor and his wife started a single's group in their basement. Lo and behold, we finally met. A month later he asked me out on their front step right before we dashed out into the rain. May 20 we went on our first date - Mexican food and two of the longest bowling games two people could ever play. Throw the ball - talk for five minutes - get a gutter ball - ask a zillion questions. On the second date, he kissed me. :-) By the third date, I absolutely knew that I was going to marry him. And on September 3, he proposed.

Somehow, September 4 - April 9, 2005 seemed like some of the longest months of my life. A lot happened, but the move was harder than I thought it would be. And then April 10 happened. The last 5 1/2 years have been the best of my life!

Oh and the house sold almost a year to the day after I bought it. Good thing my brother and his wife let me move in for six weeks till the wedding!

And on another note - my fabric came. It will make a great pillow in the family room, but it's not my living room curtains. And the search continues.

I did, however, just order a Best Bottoms shell and two snap-in inserts. If this is as good as it looks, it'll save me lots of money! I was about to order 4 Bum Genius 4.0s, but I could get 2 1/2 days worth of dipes for the same price!! Can't wait till this one comes!

Five Whole Years

Five years ago today Randy asked me the best question he could have asked. I think my answer went something like, "YES! Absolutely 100% YES!"

Only change I'd make to that answer now would be "YES! 150% YES!"

Purpose & Provision

God has been blessing us with vehicles recently. You remember the story of the Tacoma that we never thought we'd get. Well, a month later He provided the Camry we didn't think we'd get. Randy says we are now like the rest of the world - two Toyotas and a pick up that's not lifted. That second part is a little sad to me. Here are our new wheels - they go with whoever has the boy.

And of course, there's a story to go along with it.

I don't like car shopping. It seems like a ridiculous investment on something that is only going to decrease in value. But it's also necessary and we were prepared for it. Last Wednesday evening we decided to bite the bullet and go test drive some cars. I took Wyatt over to Grandma's for what I thought was going to be an hour or so. Their street was being overlayed with new asphalt, so I parked a block away, gathered Wyatt, the bags, and his dinner and, fully loaded, started down the block. Wyatt couldn't take his eyes off the steamroller and the big trucks, so we weren't paying a bit of attention to the sidewalk. Plus, my feet aren't as easy to see as they once were. Less than half a block away from Mom's house, my flip flop found a rather large crack, and we all went flying. Thankfully, my wrist and elbow got the worst of it, and the bruise on Wyatt's cheek didn't last long. Poor boy was scared spitless and screaming. I gathered him up and cuddled him a minute, then gathered everything else and took off for Mom's. Special thanks to all the construction workers who completely ignored the falling pregnant lady and the screaming toddler.

I had worked most of the day and was tired, so of course by the time we got to Grandma's door, both of us were in full tears. Wyatt's didn't last long...there was a steamroller outside.

I called Aunt Janell (I love having nurses in the family) and she said I better go in and get monitored, especially since I had no idea if I landed on my belly. So Randy and I spent 4 hours in labor and delivery that evening. Shorty is perfectly fine thanks to his soft water bed and God's protection.

Needless to say, no car that night. Saturday evening we decided to try again. Wyatt went to Grammie's this time and we headed to the car lot before dinner. Randy had his eye on a car or two at the car lot next to his office, which is owned by people who go to our church. As we pulled in, we saw a car we hadn't seen before. It turns out that it was the car Kathy had been driving. That day they left for San Antonio, and she left the car at the lot. And that night we left with it. A newer car than we expected with the amount of miles we wanted at the price we planned to pay.

I didn't think about about it till we told Randy's parents about it when we picked up Wyatt, but had I not fallen on Wednesday, we wouldn't have seen that car.

God has His perfect purpose in all things.

On another note, I'm rather impatiently waiting for this to show up at my door and hoping that it will turn out to be my living room curtains!