Family is very important to me. I get tired, I get grumpy and I get overwhelmed but I can very rarely turn down the opportunity to be with family. It has been build right into my being. Through the loving parenting and teaching we had as kids, family (both blood related and not) has become one of our essentials. A support and network that is there in thick and thin.
Sunday afternoon, my niece asked if she could spend time with us this week. As talk of this ensued, a nephew also made the request. As an Aunty who didn't wish to leave anyone sad, I told them both to come on over and visit.
Until Wednesday evening I am the mother or 6! I love it. Its loud and messy (wait, thats no different than normal) but at times easier than normal. New distractions and all.
Monday, I took them all with me to get some gingerbread houses so we could have a fun Christmas project to do together. It was an adventure with an extra two but they were so well behaved. Once we waited for Mr. Declan to nap, we got started on the building.
The finished projects next to the poinsettia that Dave bought me.
Ewan got to do his house solo (with a bit of help from mom).
Matthew and Isaiah worked away, compromising with each other about the placement of each candy.
Norah busily worked on the house while Levi snuck candy after candy into his mouth.
Messy and loud!