Tonight I had the kind of close call every mother has nightmares about. As I was getting ready for Young Womens I looked out the window and saw that one of our trikes and Kaje's scooter were across the cul-de-sac in a neighbor's driveway. So I called to my little son to run and get them so they didn't get run over. I stood on the porch while he brought the trike back, and while he was running to get the scooter I went in to check the food on the stove and and then stood at the window to watch him. Our friends were backing out of their driveway just two houses down, and K.J. stopped with his scooter like he was going to wait for them to back out. Just as they did start to back out, he decided to go -- it was like the most horrible, slow motion event. I yanked open the window and screamed... I'm pretty sure it just came out as "Nooo!!!!" Thinking about it just chills me to the bone, it was so, so close. Somehow, they stopped. I'm not sure if they heard him, saw him, or just felt the bump on their van. Rather incredibly, it just bumped his scooter and very lightly, his arm. He scurried home, my neighbors jumped out of their van because it scared all of us so bad, but I was just so thankful they were attentive and able to stop. When K.J. got to me we threw our arms around each other, each shaking like a leaf. Once inside, I had a hard time holding back the tears (which I was able to do -- until the Double B got home). I am so thankful he was watched over. It would have taken one second and everything could have been different. Needless to say, it scared me like nothing else has in quite some time. Kaje told me his "heart was really bumping." I got down on my knees and thanked God, and then told K.J. how thankful we needed to be that Heavenly Father watched over him today. He said "Yep. And I bet when Granny say it she went uh (big gasping noise)!" He put his hand right up to his chest like she would have. That made me laugh. I said "You know what? I bet you're right. Granny might have been one of your guardian angels watching over you today." That made him happy. I thought that was so sweet -- another reminder he is always aware of his special friend, and truly does understand now that she still loves him and watches over him.
Whether it was a ministering angel or direct intervention from God, I know that today my family had a small miracle and I know where all the credit is due. I'm so thankful for a mindful Father in Heaven. I'm so thankful for my son, and that I got to tuck him into bed tonight. And I'm thankful for my watchful friend Paulette, for being so cautious behind the wheel of that car. Thanks, buddy.