A little TOO much excitement

The morning started out calm and quiet. The children were sleeping late. Karen was up and gathering supplies for the paint day at her new house. I was going to take children, when they awoke, to another friend's house for the day since I have other commitments today. And then...

Karen came in and said her car was acting funny and could she drive our van. Yes, of course.

Then she went out to leave in our van and saw smoke coming out from under her van....

and then flames....

and then, it got crazy.

We called the Fire Department. Karen and Coty moved the other cars. We got the kids out of the house. Poor little guys - they were just waking up - to cries of "out of the house....NOW!"


We feared that the engine could explode.

Smoke was billowing everywhere.

We sat on the neighbor's porch (they were out of town) with the kids wrapped in blankets.

We heard a small explosion - probably a tire blowing.

Praise God, the firemen got here in time and put the fire out with no one getting hurt, and no damage to the other cars or the house.

Here's the aftermath...



Praise God for his abundant mercy:

the van did not explode
the firemen got here quickly
everyone was safe
this didn't happen yesterday when I drove the van home with the kids inside

Isabelle is sad about the damaged books that were in the van but books can be easily replaced. We are so, so thankful...a little shaky after a major adrenaline rush...but oh, so thankful.