Tragedy

Something very sad and tragic happened last night, and I'm still not sure I'm over it. The evening started out as a pretty typical Friday night....we went to a local restaurant for dinner and then to the town green for a concert. Colby brought his guitar, played it up front, was introduced by the band, etc. etc. It's all very predictable now, but still lots of fun.

We had to leave a little early because Colby was very tired, so we packed up the car and headed out. As we were pulling out of the parking space, I felt a bump under the tire. Lee's eyes got huge as he said "OH NO!!!!!". My mind started to race as I tried to imagine what we just ran over. It felt like a can of Coke....was it a sippy cup? A box of some kind? I just couldn't imagine. Lee's face looked devastated as he said "the guitar". Well, he may as well have said "the dog" because I screamed out in horror. It was a massacre, and I didn't handle it well. Mainly because I know how important it is to Colby....and how hard it is to find one. (and how long it takes to get it) Plus, I'm dealing with a slight hormonal imbalance right now.

Here's what we're dealing with:


I actually tried to glue it together but Lee said it was more of a safety hazard than anything else, so I gave up. After we put Colby down for bed, we both got on separate computers (not realizing the other was doing the same thing) and ordered him a new guitar. Lee picked out a blue one and had it overnighted (from Hawaii!) and I took a different approach and ordered 2 brown ones (one as a back up) So....$60 in shipping charges later, we realized we now have 3 guitars on the way. I just hope we can get through the next few days without too many tears. I know there will be some disappointment, as it's always the first thing he asks for in the morning. ("Tar...Tar!")

Until then, his wall letter will have to do.