So I
thought I'd start by introducing the family I helped to make. I have a husband--Sam. He's just fantastic. He's nearly everything I'm not.
Calm, reserved and even keeled. I tend to be the hothead and spontaneous one of the two of us. Sam brought to our family two
daughers--Jen and Jessie. Jen is 15 years old. She's starting her sophomore year in high school. She is a lot like her dad. Very
reserved. I never thought I'd actually see her turn into a "typical teenager" but she has. She's not a loud one, but she
is typical. She spends many hours waiting for the next text message. She's starting to become more social, which is do think is
delightful. She's a wonderful big sister and I'm so thankful for her relationships with her younger brothers and sisters. Jessie is
thirteen. She'll be fourteen in just a couple of months. It is exciting to see the girls get older because they get more excited to get
older. I just love Jessie. She a level-headed young woman. She thinks logically and pushes through her emotions to find the truth in a
situation. I respect that in a young lady. She does a far better job than I EVER did at that age. I can trust her and know that my
younger children are safe with her. Robbie is my first born. He has been both a joy and a challenge. Bless his heart! He's so much
like his mom. I do have a savings account for the therapy he'll need in his later life. It's amazing how much like his father he is as
well. He is a very emotional child but extremely analytical. He loves his parents. He is a dear child. Oh, he's nine. Lucy is eight
years old. My eyes fill when I think of what a precious child she is. She is the most obedient child I've ever met. She struggles
sometimes because she doesn't want to, but the spirit inside her can't help but be obedient. And she does it because it's right, not always
because she wants to. I'm thankful for her example. I'm kinda sad to see her get big. I've enjoyed having her as a little girl. Joey is
five, almost six. He is the most different from all of my children and myself. He is a BOY through and through. He loves to be outside
and play ball. I think he would die of depression if I ever banned balls from his life. He is the one that sees life differently. So
differently, that I have a very hard time seeing what and how he sees. I don't think that he's necessarily wrong and I'm right, but I'm
sure when I finally understand his "sight" he'll just fly. Leah is my baby. She's two going on 14. Wow. She has a
mouth on her. What an intelligent little girl. Of course she has the benefit of having five older brothers and sisters. She knows a lot
more at this age than any of the other kids. I haven't cut her hair in the nearly three years of her life. I made that mistake with Lucy.
Leah has beautiful golden hair that is nearly to her waist. She is easy to laugh but darn if she doesn't tell you exactly what she wants
and when she wants it. That's my family. A husband and six children. We're busy pretty much all of the time. I'm grateful for every one
of them.
