year-old Lucy was perched like a little elf on a high stool “Lucy, whose your favorite, mum or dad?” One afternoon, I was making dinner, standing at the counter with my back to our three youngest children. Katie and Anthony were lounging around the kitchen table, with three-year-old Lucy perched like a little elf on…… Continue reading Where does she get this stuff?
Life was especially chaotic after the birth of our eighth and ninth children because everyone was still fourteen and under. It was difficult to keep a sharp eye out for my new bundle of energy, Anthony. As our second youngest, Anthony’s basic character has always been pleasant and easy going. His eyes are usually twinkling and a slight…… Continue reading “Don’t Let the Dog In and Don’t Let Anthony Out!!”
When my eighth child was born, every one was thirteen and under. The mornings could be chaotic and six year old David was the main contributor to the mayhem. He was full of energy and good humour but would express it by running up and down the kitchen in between eating, brushing his teeth, gathering reading…… Continue reading The Battle To Get David Dressed