Saturday at 9:30, Gavan, I & the kids were all loaded up & heading to Christmas with his family in Lookeba. As we were approaching the entrance/exit to the neighborhood, we started to slide into 33rd St. on the ice. We were unable to get out of the way & there was an expedition coming down the hill going about 35-40 mph. Once they realized we weren't going to get out of the way, they locked up their brakes & began to slide as well. We were perpendicular to the road so they slammed into the left side of our Tahoe (t-boned us).......i felt like we were a sitting duck since we were hardly moving & couldn't get out of the way. We spun around 1 1/4 times & came to stop on the other side of the street going to opposite way. Somehow we came out of it with only cuts, bruises, & soreness. I just shiver when I look at this picture below because my brand new little boy was only 9 days old & was sitting on the other side of the door that took most of the hit. I know that God had his hands around us that day & especially around Rosson.


