It kinda sucks when I rock hits your windshield while you are driving down the highway....

...until the windshield repair guy shows up to fix it.

And captures the full and complete attention of your children for an entire 15 minutes.

I have not enjoyed a more peaceful, post-children breakfast.  Thank you, windshield repairman.

Also - I don't know how that windshield crack repair machine works, but it's pretty amazing.  You can barely tell where the crack used to be.  Which is a good thing.  It seems like our cars have an affinity for renegade rocks on the highway.