While the boyz were napping at home they probably didn't realize that I was out on a freeway where the clutch of my car gave out. So as they snuggled together, I got to roll my car out of danger's way, call a tow truck and have the car hauled off to a repair shop. Oh and then I had to get a rental car to get home. The boyz may have slept through all this but they may pay more attention when the cost of a new clutch means none of us will be eating for um, twenty five years or so.
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Oh my gosh, breaking down on the freeway is one of my Mommie's biggest fears!
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