SAUK CITY — It's spring. Do you know where your toddler is? Behind the car, perhaps? What would it take to aim a camera at that blind spot?

It would take Dianne Anthony.

Ask her and she will tell you a tale where, at the same point every time, she cries. You can see it coming in her eyes, they scrunch up and go all shiny as she sits on the sofa. Her youngest, Matthew, 9, knows what is coming, so he sits still, leaning against her while her left arm drapes over his shoulder and she pats him gently, absently, on the chest.

It's an uncomfortable truth, but she continues to the point where she can't hold it, where she details the injuries Matthew got when she ran over him with the family van — a Ford Econoline — one March morning in 2003.

She thought he was a railroad landscaping tie at the edge of the driveway. He was 23 months old and, as it was not unusual when backing out to drive against the railroad ties along the cramped driveway, she drove over him three times before realizing it.

He was supposed to be in the house, doors closed, with his grandfather and brothers.