easy child got into an accident on Friday the 13th. And didn't even tell me! I got a call from a diff ins company today (I had ignored the calls twice because I thought they were sales) and the guy asked if easy child lived here, and if we had a yellow VW, and if she was in an accident on Friday the 13th on W Blvd. I chortled and said, "Yesss... " He said, "Are you her mother?" "Couldn't you tell from the evil laugh?" He laughed. Turned out she had pulled into an intersection in a neighborhood that has notoriously narrow streets, onto a main thoroughfare. She pulled out too far and a truck was coming so she ... backed up. Sigh. Not only that, but she backed up into a 2009 Toyota Sienna. I had one, so I know how much the bumpers are. (Why not pick a Mercedes next time, honey?) The owners are snots. There's no damage but they're going to claim there is. I saw her today ... I had to buy a frame for one of her art pcs at Ben Franklin. She was in a horrid, sad mood and I teasingly asked her, "Does it have anything to do with-the accident you were in? That you didn't tell me about?" "Oh, didn't Daddy tell you?" Kids. Bah.