2009 was a long time ago.
We have broken a lot of things since then.
Victoria broke her left arm.
She broke her right arm.
She broke her collar bone.
That one happened 48 hours before we flew to Disney.
That gif is actually for going to Disney. This is the one about Victoria's broken collarbone:
Kathryn broke her toe. Her little toe.
I made a lot of jokes about Child Protective Services visiting. I stopped making them because nobody ever laughed.
Lila, by the way, is fine.
Kathryn had seizures. A lot of them.
(I am going to hell for using that for seizures.)
Then she had fewer seizures. Now she has no seizures. Over a year, seizure free.
That's actually worth a few more gifs than just that.
With our nights no longer spent listening for every little sound coming from Kathryn's room, Sharon and I have started to sleep again. Together.
In bunk beds, mind you, because we have three kids. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times, bunk beds.