My kids are at the point where they are sick and tired of being together. The summer started with backyard pool parties and sleepovers in the living room. After only a couple weeks of quality togetherness, the fighting had begun. Nothing a little ice cream can't handle.
Despite ALS, there are some things that we can keep doing and celebrating together. I used to cry every year when setting up Christmas decorations, thinking it was going to be my husband's last one. He continues to celebrate Christmas with us.
My parenting fails have included the usual mishaps, but my largest parenting fails have mostly indicated that it's tricky to keep track of so many kids. In the fall, five or six years ago, we went on a family picnic. It was a nice area with trees and room to let the kids run
We all need comfort to fall back on. Us adults also need to rekindle our own sense of adventure. Who is better equipped to guide us out of our comfort zone than our children?
Our kids are numbered, but not because we've forgotten what we named them...