My life is blessed with four wonderful children, each of whom I am very proud. My two sons have sons . . . and each of those grandsons will soon have a sibling. We are waiting to know if they will be sisters or brothers . . . and we don't have long to wait.
When I think back to their childhood years, I remember lots of laughter and noise and activity around the house . . . we often had a house full of kids on a Friday or Saturday night . . . and because we lived on a back road in a small Vermont town and often had to drive a distance to transport friends, there were many sleep overs . . . nighttimes of popcorn and movies (Star Wars was the favorite) and late, lazy pancake breakfasts.
Several years have passed since these were taken.
I remember those years as being very full . . . and often, very tiring for me . . . but I wouldn't change the country lifestyle of raising sheep and chickens, and having horses in the back yard . . . gardening, canning, picking berries and making jams and pies . . . Lots of time spent reading books and doing crafts . . . playing outdoors in the snow or taking nature walks down country roads or in the woods behind the house . . .
Those years seem so long ago . . .
They were good years . . . a dream-of-being-Mom come true . . . and I am blessed.