For Anna's 12th birthday, the main thing she wanted was to skip school. So....
We did a little rock climbing
For Anna's 12th birthday, the main thing she wanted was to skip school. So....
We did a little rock climbing
I don't know why, but I managed to get exactly one photo from Thanksgiving dinner.
And it looks like we are all expecting the microwave to deliver something magical.
I did get this adorable picture of Laney, so what more can we ask for?
We DID manage to get the front yard decorated before the feast! I 100% support this, you know what they say about many hands!
Things are hard.
Really hard.
Anxiety has come a calling.
Knocking down Anna's door.
I'm a mess. I can't eat.
She's all over the place.
I don't know how to help.
School is impossible.
The mood swings are terrifying.
We need to know more than we know.
Running away.
Tears and defiance.
Chasing.
Pleading.
Crying and driving.
Price Chopper and the playhouse.
Bare feet and concrete.
Police.
Remember when I thought waking up with the baby was going to break me?
I worry this will break me.
But it won't. Because it can't.
We are taking a step back.
We're going to breath and hold puppies.
And make it through another day.
Because she is our baby and she is worth all of it.
Don't let that expression fool you. I LOVE it when the girls play with my hair. It puts me to sleep.
We bought a gym.
If you're my mom, then you know how many times we got very close to saying those words, only to back out because something wasn't quite right.
But Brian was ready to sell and Mark made him promise to let us know if he ever wanted out, we'd be the first to know.
The next 6 weeks were a flurry of conversations with Dan and Lauren Smith, negotiations, painstaking digging through old bank accounts, coming up with a value for the gym, more conversations with lawyers and financial advisors, drawing up a proposal, adding Ross and Lauren as partners, frustration with the organization mess that the gym has existed in for a decade and coming to a final number and making the offer to Brian.
Then more negotiations.
A deal was made and a date was set!
September 26...we would become gym owners.
It was exciting and not a little scary.
So we settled into limbo-land while we waited for the day to come. There was a weird sense of ownership that we were already feeling, even though Brian was still in charge and running things. Here and there we started cleaning and making minor improvements. He seemed okay with it all. I know he was sad but also relieved to have the burden off of his shoulders soon.
We held a goodbye party and invited everyone that he had every known ever. And some of them came!