You won't believe it, but I am going to tell you anyway

For Scott's birthday the kids and I have been planning on taking him to Dutch Day at the tulip festival today (For those of you who don't know Scott served his mission in the Netherlands). But it was raining this morning, and Logan has had a hint of a cold, so we decided not to. At 2pm we went to Scott' cousin Abbie's Baptism. It was so wonderful and I am so glad we could share in her special day. When it came time to head home we loaded the kids into the van and when Scott went to start the van it wouldn't start. He messed with it a little, checking the battery and yes it has plenty of gas, then it was decided that Eric would drive Scott back over to our house and get the car so we could move the car seats over and drive us all home. Over an hour after we originally wanted to leave, we were finally home. Now it came down to trying to decide what to do about our van stranded up in Cedar Hills. Scott decided we should take a tow rope and try to tow the van home since it was mostly down hill. I think it is due to the van's power steering and power brakes, but after towing the van about 2 blocks it became clear that we were not going to tow the van home. Then as we were driving home, with all 3 kids in the back seat, the car shuttered and died. As we sided up the red curb and slowed to a stop Scott turns to me and say "The good news is..." Then I laughed cutting him off at the his pause. Scott got out a pushed the car while I steered around the corner and into the old Pleasant Grove Rec Center parking lot, where our car now sits.
Both vehicles to our knowledge should have been in fine working order. The car was just completely checked out in February. Regardless it is Saturday night, everything is closed, both of our vehicles will have to be towed somewhere on Monday, I have had an over night trip for Scott and I in Park City planned for his graduation that looks like it might not happen and I am sure we will have to pay well over $1000 to get everything working again. C'est la vie... or at least our life.
Thanks again to Jenny for rescuing us. It is good to know that help is only a phone call away.

I know you are wishing I had a picture to go along with this post. So picture me laughing, because if I wasn't laughing I would cry.