angels

This past weekend Maya was sitting at the kitchen table working on a masterpiece with her pencil crayons. I was nearby, tidying the kitchen counter when... out of nowhere...... Maya unleashed an epic sigh.

Maya: I wish I had a guardian angel.
Me: Oh, you have one!
Maya: (with more than a little whine in her voice) Not I don't!
Me: Maya, you walked away from a pretty serious car accident with a couple of scratches, trust me, you have a guardian angel.
Maya: (instantly perks up) I do? Who is it?

Now that I can't answer that for sure, but I do know that we have enough loved ones up there that somebody's clearly keeping an eye on us.

It was interesting that the car accident came up this weekend because today Grandma Sandi had to go to court because the guy that hit them was fighting the charge. I know, right? He turns into Maya's car door with enough force behind him that he flipped the car over, but he's going to fight it. And then when she got there he pleads guilty.

Say what now?

Yep he plead guilty. Isn't that intelligent use of our court system?

Mike figures he was betting on Grandma Sandi and/or the officer not showing up. I guess they fooled him.