Yup!

We had a tire blowout on the trailer. We were on our way home from camping (obviously) when we heard a loud *pop*. 

"Crap! A tire just blew!" Garth said in a very calm voice. I grabbed for the roof like that was going to stabilize me. I told the kids to hang on.

Garth calmly pulled off the side of the road. The trailer only wobbled a little bit. 

He found the spare tire and jacked up the trailer. 

All was going well until Garth tried to get the lug nuts off. The doohickey bent every time he tried to turn it. 

Thankfully, BIL wasn't far behind us. He pulled up behind us and had an awesome doohickey that didn't bend when turned. 

The men changed the tire while the women watched for cars. 

After the spare was on we found a tire on the other side of the trailer was bulging. 

Great. 

We limped into the next town to see if we could buy tires. The tire shops closed 30 minutes before we pulled in.

We limped into the next town and Garth ended up buying FOUR new tires. Better to be safe on the road.

We got home three hours late for Rendan to get to work. He still went in and worked late.

Anyone in the market for a trailer?!