First up, there’s the man I have spent the last 19 years partnering with in all my madness. He’s a pretty amazing guy. I discovered long ago that he can take absolutely nothing and make the most amazing things. For instance, when our oldest was six and I found myself sick beyond function on Christmas Eve, he took a cardboard box and made the most incredible city for the little guy’s Matchbox cars. It remains one of the coolest Christmases in memory.
We often call him our Johnny Carson kid because he is the shiest and most quiet kid we know but has won several awards for acting and loves all things movies and theater. This picture was taken this past December when he played Bob Cratchet in a community theater production of A Christmas Carol (another post that is long overdue)
Then there's The Peanut. She just turned 13-years old a couple weeks ago but is two to three years behind in growth. No worries, though. She is right on target to grow exactly as I did and I’m a massive 5’3”.
Every bit as active as her oldest brother was, her pint size makes her a perfect fit for gymnastics. But she also likes to help me work with the horses and rescue every animal she comes in contact with…even if they already have a home.
There you have it: My brood, my clan, my posse, the insanity that surrounds me… not to mention, the topic of several of my posts.