It’s becoming frightening, just how quickly the years are passing. (Now doesn’t that make me sound like an old lady?!)
It seems like it was just a short time ago that it was Thanksgiving and here we are again, so soon after, getting ready for another feast.
And once again, I have so much to be thankful for, not the least of which are my glorious brood of chicks.
I had them all together ( which is now a rare event) this past summer and they humoured their old mother with a photo. ( Some took more coaxing than others 😉 ).
All five are so different and yet so alike. The shock I used to feel at having survived raising all five of them has turned to immense pride at who they have become despite the multitude of parenting mistakes I have made. It truly humbles me to think I had even a small part in making these wonderful people.
I love them to bits- my beautiful brood.
xo