Yesterday I dinged the car.

Nothing serious, no-one was hurt, except my car.
I quickly threw the kids in the car, and just as I went to reverse the car out of the garage, Sam swung his door open, and it connected with the centre support of the garage. While I kept moving.
Nearly ripped the door off :(
It looks nasty. So nasty I couldn't even bear to go down and take a pic...these pics are from when we first got the car. Back when it was shiny and un-damaged ie back before I took control :(

I was dreading telling my husband. I knew he wouldn't be angry, but with the bills we have I knew he would be upset.
Do you know what he said?
"Its okay, we are a team, we'll sort it all out"
And that was it.
No recriminations, no sighing, no sideways glares.
I wish I was as good a wife as he is husband, cause I don't think I could have been so loving in that moment. I would have been angry. I need to remember this.
Soooo, if you happen to be in Mundubbera and see some crazy lady sliding across to the drivers side from the passenger seat with her rear door secured with rope, say hi to me, maybe shout me a coffee LOL...I'll be saving my pennies for my insurance excess!