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April 2011

The Last Part of the Journey

As you might know, we have just returned from spring break in Vermont.  The six hour drive isn't too bad,  but if you're familiar with this part of the country, you know the scenery consists of cows, barns, hills, and trees. 
"Can we listen to the LARIOUS song?" Silas asked the last hour of the trip.  FYI, the "larious song" is a song that sister Mary once played  for Silas in order to cheer him up.  She shook her hair around with such aggression that Silas thought it was hilarious.

Getting Back on the Horse

I was thrown from many horses during childhood, but  I remember my dad always urging me to "climb back on that horse."
Years have passed, and I've encountered a variety of horses since I was a kid.  But one that seems to constantly buck me off is the weight horse.
When daughter Bethany sometimes tells me how much more the younger kids have than she (#2 child) ever had, I remind her that she got the young, thin parents. 
I know I was thin once.

The Generous Ben and Jerry

I was dismayed, but not surprised,  to find that I had gained 3 1/2 lbs over spring break.  I couldn't help it, though, since we went to Vermont--home of Ben and Jerry's ice cream (
We stood in a long, winding line with the rest of Burlington on Free Cone Day. With six kids and two parents at $4 a cone, well, you do the math.  It was worth it.
Two days later, we ate our way through Waterbury, home of Cabot Cheese, Lake Champlain Chocolate, and, you guessed it, Ben and Jerry's  first ice cream plant.

The Goal

Bethany told me she showed her friend my website a few weeks ago. 
"So what IS your mom's goal?" her friend asked.
Bethany wasn't quite sure.
Last night Ben was perusing my website. "Nine kids. One goal."  
He turned to me, "So what's your goal?"
My apologies, kids, that your mother has neglected to tell you her goal for each of you.  I guess I thought it was obvious- that you would already know.  But, then again, how could you understand until you have kids of your own?

Good Guys. Bad Guys.

With five boys, I have a lot of experience at playing good guys and bad guys.  Silas, unfortunately, still hasn't mastered it.
Yesterday, for instance, he bumped his head on the corner of the kitchen counter.  It juts out at just the right place and height for him to catch it every once in a while.    "Grandmama pushed me!" he cried. 
"Grandmama did not push you!" I said.  "She would never do that.  You need to say your sorry.
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