It Takes A Village

The last two days have been interesting. Carrie got back on Sunday. Her plane landed at around 5:00 p.m., and Tess Dog and I went to pick her up. After Tess goes completely nuts over seeing her Mom, we headed back up 183 North toward home and I would say we were going around 45 miles per hour in pretty heavy traffic. We were in the left lane. All of a sudden the car right next to us slammed into guardrail on their right and careened back toward us. I swerved hard to the left to get out of his way. The only reason this could have happened was some sort of texting issue or another phone related problem that the idiot was having. He stopped in the middle of the road, the right side of his car bashed in, and blocked the entire highway.

I had spent the past three days worrying about Carrie and our three boys.

My gut instinct was to stop. However, this instinct did not include helping this moron who managed to wreck his car for absolutely no reason. I had the overwhelming desire to rip him out of his car, bounce his head off of the pavement, and finish what he started.

Carrie was shook up.

I know that I will spend the rest of my life in a mild state of panic worrying about my wife and children. I'm okay with that. I must learn to fight the desire I have to lock us all in the house and keep everyone out with the threat of bodily harm. I really need to work on this. My weird control freak over protection bit is not really something that Carrie understands. I guess I don't understand it either. I have to get used to the fact that they are going to live in this world full of idiots. We just have to teach them to be smart enough to survive it.

Anyhow, Carrie's Mom moved to Austin yesterday. This was a fantastic whirlwind of events that had us all amazed how quickly and smoothly it went down. Well, smooth for the most part. Carrie's brother drove a truck filled with all of her stuff. This truck also pulled a trailer that was tied down with a tarp all Jed Clampett style. It looked like a modern day Beverly Hillbillies thing. They had even used duct tape to tie it down. Anyhow, they arrived in Austin at around 1:00 am on Monday morning. By 6:00 pm we had her moved into an apartment that she rented that day, unloaded all her stuff, and returned the truck and trailer to the rental agency with the right fender on the trailer all bashed in from an incident involving a gate.

Her apartment is five minutes from our house. This is going to be an awesome thing. She is close enough to help, but she can also drive away from the eye of the Hurricane and relax in her own sanctuary. Carrie's mom is way cool. I got really lucky there. How cool is she? I was carrying one of the boxes to the kitchen, and I looked down and saw two bottles of beer that I had left in her refrigerator over Christmas. She knew I would want them.

Carrie's Mom brought down all of the presents from the Illinois baby shower with her. We unloaded them into our living room, and I sat down with a cold beer to see all the cool stuff people had gotten us. I was overwhelmed with the generosity of our friends and family. We got toys, clothes, diapers, and more gift cards than I ever imagined. Some people got really creative. There was a Back Porch Mary onesie. That's the name of my band. How cool. Two of our very dear friends made onesies that said "I'm With The Band" with Krug 1, Krug 2, and Krug 3 on the back. We even got one whole car seat from two people that are awesome. There were all kinds of cool clothes with "Rock Star" and what not on them. Everything we got was great. Everyone was so nice to get our boys all these things.

The clothes are so little. The socks are so small. The shoes are tiny. Are our boys really going to be so little? Yep. It was overwhelming. This is for real! I can't wait for them to be here. I hope that someday they realize how many people loved them and cared about them before they were even born. There is absolutely no way that we could do this thing without all the support from our friends and family. Carrie and I would like to thank you all so much. Thanks for reading the blog and thanks for your comments. We read them all and really appreciate them.

We are going to the Doctor today for another appointment with the high risk Doctor. More measurements. More pictures. I cant' wait to see them and see how much they have grown. Carrie can feel them moving around a lot. On Thursday we are taking them to see Ricky Skaggs and Kentucky Thunder. I am excited that the boys will get to hear the greatest band on earth before they are even born. I really want to try and get Carrie's picture with Ricky, because I mean, how cool would that be?