Allen, who turns 13 today, wanted 'cool clothes' since he's a teenager now, and he settled happily for UGA items, but, still being a boy, he wanted a nerf gun. Wearing his UGA apparel and running around shooting Bubbas with nerf bullets, yet another contradiction in terms, vividly illustrating our odd life.
At yard sales today, six kids huddling with me, deciding how many shirts they could get for 25 cents each, a man remarked, "You sure have your hands full."
I never bother to add that I have another 33 kids calling me mom. Who'd believe it anyway and I'm not out to get the sympathy price at garage sales. Tony'd found great deals and I found Sarah some very interesting old historical cookbooks, blowing maybe $2 on several great finds, another glass casserole dish for a quarter. Two pairs of expensive soccer socks, they run $10 each at Academy Sports, we paid a quarter for both pairs.
This is how I'm able to maintain a very large family. I know I could shop the sales at stores and do pretty well, but I have an inexplicable aversion to that, preferring dirt cheap as an alternative, running under the radar of consumerism, hopefully teaching my children to do the same, and remain ecologically on target at well.
Jonathan has done a complete turnaround, offering to help today. "Son, you gotta realize that this is like living with a cobra. I have to wonder each day if I'll be bitten or ignored."
He just stared, totally not comprehending anything, unable to understand even his own behaviors, much less to decipher his moods, foibles or shall we say...incidents?
I'm just a little ill-tempered about it all today, feeling irked that my house looks so bad, scrubbing the kitchen my ownself since no one helps without a meltdown. I just had to ask the Bubbas to leave the kitchen since Paloma was fixing to blow. "Ok, you win," I'd said sarcastically, with quite an edge to my voice, as she was trying her level best to pick a fight with everyone.
Then she was mad because everyone left the room.
Can't win for losing.
Counting the days?
Not thriving, but everyone's head is above water at least.