We decided to head out to dinner tonight with LO. We came to a stop at a stop sign and the car behind us crashed right into us. I barely let DH pull over before I jumped out to check on DD. She had been chatting up a storm before the hit and stopped immediately which scared me beyond belief. Luckily, I opened up the door and she looked startled and then burst into a big, gummy grin.
The damage was not horrible and the guy was overly apologetic. He pretty much burst into tears when he saw me pull the infant seat out of the back. But, after dealing with the insurance exchange and all that, we decided to head home for take out instead. I just wanted to be able to hold DD and snuggle while waiting for my hands to stop shaking!