We've had a fairly typical morning. Lizze had a doctor's appointment and we're trying to get ready for Vivint to arrive tomorrow. The boys are doing pretty well and Gavin is being Gavin. We have two main goals aside from survival today. Survival is always our bottomline but we work hard to build up from there. ☺ I'm working on the outside of the house because I need to figure out where the best, most inconspicuous place is for a new camera is. If we'd had this done when it was originally scheduled, we'd have caught this asshole who shot off 6 rounds on the side of our house the other day. We had to reschedule our last install because something had come up. Truthfully, the outside of our house…

Today was one of those days where I simply didn't cope well with anything. Between the shooting yesterday, the raccoons (and yes I said raccoons, as in more than one) in our attic, everything going on with Lizze, all that's going on with Elliott, Gavin's constant decline and Emmett's daily struggles, I'm drowning. I'm having one of those days that I think every special needs parent has. One of those days where the weight of everything on my shoulders becomes too much to carry gracefully. There's a great deal of worry about the future of my family. I'm really struggling to make ends meet and I've recently had a longterm partnership expire because the program was terminated. That has hit pretty hard and I've not been able to make up…

The boys are having a really hard time tonight and that's because we had a rough evening. I'm not going to sugar coat anything and I'll skip right to the point. About twenty-six minutes after five, Lizze and I were in the living room when we heard gunfire. We hear gunfire almost everyday but today was different. It sounded like someone had just fired off six rounds into the side of our house. I ran to the living room window on the north side of the house and saw the shooter riding a regular bike passed my side door. I followed him around to the front of my house. As he made the turn by our car, he looked at me through my front door and the gun in his…

I told you awhile back that we rescued a tadpole from the pet store and our plan was to safely let it growup before we release it into the wild. That day has finally come and we are going to release this little guy into the wild. Frogs are disappearing in record numbers and we want to do our part to help put at least one back. So, that's our plan for today. We're driving way too far away and hiking way to far in order to find the perfect spot for the him to be released. This should prove to be fun...