Six kids, bio and adopted.
Dogs, cats, birds, rabbits.
Husband Fred (as in Flintstone).
And me. Why blog? Well, some people are compelled to write things down, and some people aren't. It's like that tree that falls in the forest with no one there to hear it--if you don't write it down, did it really happen?
Lillian, age just-turned-six, in bathroom, door wide open, sitting on toilet, serious expression on face, with a cup of mint chocolate chip ice cream in her lap.