I am packing. To go camping. With SIX kids. For NINE DAYS.
Six Kids. *** 4 boys. 2 girls. ***
*** Two Babies. Two Tweens. Two Teenagers. ***
ONE Tent Trailer.
Thank God Almighty the Dogs are staying home.
And we are more excited than I can express because without fail this week is the absolute highlight of our year. Yeah for Harambee.
And my boys are in love. In love with two little babies they never even thought for a minute they would love so much. Eric sat next to me in the car today and told me, "Mom its way better to have them than I thought it would be. I love them". Greg, my way too cool for babies 14 year old, chose to stay home this weekend to cuddle Miss Tiny and her gummy grins she saves just for him rather than walk to the ice cream store with his friends and brothers.
I spent Father's Day with my own dad on a trip "away" and returned home with trepidation that my 30 hours away from Miss Curious would destroy the attachment work we had done. Instead she flew into my arms and snuggled in with the biggest, goofiest, happiest grin you can imagine, so happy that her "Mama" was home.
Tanner has declared that he wants babies FOREVER and that if the girls leave eventually, could I PLEASE call the social worker and ask for more babies the NEXT DAY.
In other words how crazy things were at the beginning has become our new normal. I blog with a baby on my lap.
And I love it.