It had been on my mind for quite some time to become a blogger (as if I don’t have enough to keep me busy). I have loved writing ever since I was six years old, and I was given a little red diary with a little Scottish dog on the front, and the combination lock that spelled out “my diary”. My combination was m-d-r.
Of course, I later learned a good hard yank would do the trick just as well… but despite the fact that my little sisters were constantly looking to my little red book for juicy bits of gossip to use as bargaining chips in the battles of growing up, I continued to write down my take on life and chance their finding the perfect ammunition. By the time I finished high school I had filled a dozen journals and just as many binders of poetry, short stories, songs, and bits of pieces of a couple of novels.
Now days I mostly write silly things about my family- especially my bright-eyed blonde teenager because she keeps us all laughing, but really, everyone in our house contributes to the hilarity of our situation. So, when my Facebook status prompted my mother to comment “really, write a book” I decided it was time…
So here I am, and now, I guess, I’m a blogger!
In 2012, our story took a drastic turn when we officially adopted 4 more children, and turned our already chaotic life into a zoo. Follow along as we try to raise 7 kids, all with some combination or form of ADD/ADHD/ODD/OCD/PTSD or depression. They play sports, actively participate in many activities, and face normal kids issues like boyfriends, pimples, and broken hearts. We do our best to hold it all together in our tiny little house that is bursting at the seams… And in 2015 we added a grandbaby. Once you get to be magical (grandparents) life is never the same again!