I have been doing WAY more blog-reading than usual in the last week or so and while hopping from link to link found Betty Duffy's blog. It is good reading and I added it to my Reader, but it was the header that pulled me in. I keep going back to look at it and laugh and sigh.
So totally my life here with six boys, a husband, and one daughter whose presence I miss while she is off at college. Even our dog, who is no longer with us, was a male.
That in turn made me think about something else, somewhat related, that has been causing me unease on a subconscious level for quite a while. Now that it's up on the surface, I am laughing about it a little, and maybe now I can deal with it and let some of it go. It's not altogether a bad thing, after all.
I think pictures would show you something of what I mean:
Total happiness for my crew is like this:
|Guns to shoot brothers with!|
|Lots and lots of guns|
|A Battle is About to Begin! Even more happiness!|
|Immersing Yourself In Video Games|
|Especially if the 25 year old TAC grad brother joins in|
|Carefully staging your coolers with a shared activity|
|Having ALL your coolers clustered around you|
|Crayon-sketching Chari's Yukon (with tire detail) and taping it onto your mom's greatroom picture window|
|Pens and Paper!|
|A Devotional Manual to Read|
|Pretty Colorful Things|
|Soft Comfortable Things|
|And time to sit in more comfortable soft things!|
|Yes, we try, but in what language?|
And after all, where else but in a gun battle can brothers from 19 to delayed 12 year old to 9 year old all have a good time, get some exercise and bond? Where else but in our own domestic church can a convention of coolers be seen working together in harmony?