We got woken up last at 2 in the morning.
One of the kids?
Oh. I just wish.
Instead it was three crazy guys who were stuck in the snow and trying to get their car out of the middle of the road.
It was seriously like a bad three stooges episode, but all in Vietnamese.
Really...I didn't know what they were saying, but it was hilarious (as much as it could be at 2 am) to listen to them scream at each other...and you could just tell they each thought the others were total dorks.
They kept pushing on the car and switching drivers and after I don't even know how long managed to wedge their car up onto the curb.
Troy actually got out of bed to go and help them, but it turns out they had destroyed one of the tires by ramming into the curb, so the car wasn't going anywhere.
All I can say is that I am glad I'm snug and warm at home.