It's all fun and games until someone breaks a....

brand spanking new WINDSHIELD!!!  On Christmas Eve we made a last minute decision to go see the Christmas lights around town, in particular, the house on Iona rode that has the lights synchronized to the music.  We got a good spot, parked and then I made the mistake of letting Porter and Kamryn sit on my lap and dance to the music.  They got a little carried away  and both smacked their heads on the windshield a couple of times.  DJ told them to stop and I did my best to hold them down but of course, they didn't stop, so Porter was the unlucky little guy that hit it one more time just right and split it all across the passengers side.  I was instantly sick and ticked that I had gotten them out of their car seats.  DJ kept it together and didn't say too much other than, "look what happens when you don't obey." It was a pretty quiet ride home other than Porter's muffled cries from the back seat and no, he wasn't crying because his head hurt, because he didn't even get a bump from the incident, he was crying because he felt so bad.  So, guess what DJ and I gave to one another for Christmas?  Yep, a broken windshield, and the prospect of forking out another $100 for a new one!  Although, DJ thinks he wants to wait a while to get it fixed so every time the kids get in the van, they'll have a visual reminder of what happens when you don't obey:):)