M went into Isaac's bedroom to look out the window and returned with horrible news: Someone had hit his truck.

The car somehow slid out on the slippery road and hit M's truck, slamming it into the car parked behind him. His truck got the most damage of all three vehicles involved because there were two points of impact.

Of course, the police had to be called. By the time it was all said and done, it was 1 am. Isaac had been awake since it happened and didn't go back to sleep until 2 am.

Needless to say, all three of us were pretty grumpy today.

M and I swore that we'd go to bed early tonight to compensate for the sleep deprivation last night but here it is 11 pm. C'est la vie.