I Am Number One: Crazy Cady Sister Introductions
I‘m number one. Numero Uno. The First of Ten. The test subject whom my parents practiced on until they felt comfortable enough to try again.
I‘m number one. Numero Uno. The First of Ten. The test subject whom my parents practiced on until they felt comfortable enough to try again.
It has definitely been a while since you have heard from us, because crazy busy doesn’t even begin to describe our lives these past months. One of those things on our plate has been our book, a collection of short stories from our life of growing up with 10 kids. This has long been … Continue reading
I was sitting and reminiscing with my sisters this weekend, and the topic of camping came up. Dad was an outdoors man who loved hunting and fishing and camping, but by the time I came around, his heart said wilderness, his body said recliner. The compromise we came to was what we in the family … Continue reading
I have some unique memories growing up with my siblings. Many of them are about being competitive or mischievous, but I have some very sweet memories as well. For as long as I can remember, I shared a bedroom with my older sister, Judy. She was two years older than me and always there when … Continue reading
Matt’s birthday was this month. We don’t talk about him very much because he’s not one of the four sisters, but here’s a little about him. Matt is funny, a hard worker, smart, and a great father. I’m so lucky to have him as a big brother. Continue reading
I live in western Washington. The weather is mild throughout the year as each season gradually moves to the next, but we do have seasons. One of my daughters was born in Winter’s January. It snowed the day I took her home from the hospital. My other daughter was born in Spring’s March where we … Continue reading
While I was growing up, the phrase, “This too shall pass,” was said by our mom so many times, I swore I’d never say it to my children. And I haven’t. So imagine my surprise when I heard my husband mumble it at me yesterday. Not only at me, but about me. What? How is … Continue reading
Christmas Carols This Monday is our family’s annual Christmas Caroling party. We invite a bunch of people over, and whoever makes it, makes it. I fill up about a dozen crockpots of delicious hot drinks, and we wander the neighborhood singing Christmas carols. We get all sorts of responses. We’ve had people leave their car … Continue reading