One of our planned activities during spring break was to visit Legoland again. We headed out one morning and only about a half an hour into our drive we had a little accident on the freeway. Luckily there were no injuries, but the other driver refused to give us her insurance information and insisted on waiting until the Police came. After sitting on the freeway for an hour Ryan finally called the police to ask them to call the lady so we could get the information and get off the freeway to somewhere safer. She finally cooperated, we pulled off the freeway (and by that time another accident had happened right in front of us), and got word that the police were not going to take a report since there were no injuries.
Needless to say, we didn't make it to Legoland. The kids were surprisingly upbeat about it all, or maybe unfazed is a better word. Wesley was the only one who was upset, but only because he spilled his water when we hit. None of the boys complained about not being able to go to Legoland, and Benjamin even said, "At least we got to play the DS!", since the boys are only allowed to play it on car trips.
While we wait for the van to be fixed, I get to drive Ryan's huge truck around town. I'll be surprised if I don't get in an accident with that thing.