When I joined with Cody’s family seven years ago there was only one grandchild.
There are now seven.
We are quickly being outnumbered.
As I sat against a wall last night while we tried to fake some sort of family all together dinner I realized the adults are losing.
Little people are over taking our lives.
Five of the seven are fully capable of forming complete sentences, making demands and having opinions.
Five of the seven are also boys.
Four of the five boys spent the evening hurling themselves down the stairs.
the moosh spent the evening wondering who the heck these guys were and where the heck they came from.
the moosh is lost in a sea of sound effects, Spiderman, guns, cars and Transformers.
As am I. I never had a brother. I only have one little girl who oozes princess and bleeds pink.
Mrs. Fussypants just found out that she is knocked up with her fifth boy. As in they will live in her house all at the same time for at least 18 years.
Let’s all give the fabulous Mrs. Fussypants a big bloggy round of applause and congratulations.
That woman has balls.
12 of them.