Christmas Tree in the Girls’ Room

Well I have actually been thinking about this post for quite some time.  Thinking about what an exciting year is ahead for us.  Not only are Jason and I looking forward to having a new baby in the house, but the girls are excited too.  I can hardly wait to see how a new baby sister will change them.  Taylor will also go to Kindergarten this year.  And it’s always exciting to see the girls grow and change and mature.  They are more inquisitive and more mature everyday and it is an honor to stay home and witness it every day. 

I wanted to write about our hopes and dreams for the coming year.  Saying goodbye to alot of stressful and difficult times that we went through last year.  A fresh start.

This morning I got up and went outside to beat the crowds to the market to grab a few things and discovered two bullet holes in the window to the girls’ room.  Thank God no one was hurt.  The girls’ managed to sleep right through it.  But I can not tell you how upsetting it is to find glass fragments and debris from a gun shot on the foot of the bed that you 4 year old daughter sleeps in.  I think I did a really good job not loosing it completely.  Stress is the enemy of a high risk pregnancy. 

But wait… Why would I even inspect for a bullet hole?  Sadly, this isn’t the first bullet hole through a window that we have experienced.  And yes, we live in an area where it is not unusual to have guns fired during a holiday celebration.  But two holes in the window, a few inches apart.  No bullet holes in any stucco or facia (ever, in 5 1/2 years of living here).  And a bullet hole in July through another window.  Oh yeah, and a psycho, estranged, stalker of a soon to be ex-step father makes me think it is more than a celebration gone bad.   Look closely at the picture and you can see the holes in the window and the bullet fragments on the dresser top.

Bullet Holes

So my morning was spent with another Sherriff and more reports and then cleaning, cleaning, cleaning the girls’ room.  Trying to get all the glass out of the carpet and bedding and toys and surfaces.  Another Sherriff you ask?  Yes, sadly bullet holes are only one of the things that Senior Psycho does to torture and intimidate us.  But this is not suppose to be the focus of this blog. 

So Happy New Year?  Boy, I hope so.  And I hope your New Year started off better than mine. 

~Blondie