The front of my apartment complex is in the paper this morning--front page.
Gracie and several people we know have been the subject of a photo several times over the past 4 years, as Garren has needed. I think Rich has been in our apartment more times than my in laws.
This time though, I didn't want to be apart of the story.
It's no secret that I want out of the apartment. It's too small, there is no room for Gracie to play, I am not thrilled with the habits of my other neighbors (smoking, and who knows what else). But today, I have a whole new reason for wanting to be anywhere else.
The little boy who moved in a few months ago is five years old, and what happened to him this weekend, has given me a whole new reason to worry.... and move away.
You can read the story here.