full house

I babysat a 15-month old boy this morning and was astonished at how well he fit in as a 'little brother'. We could have had a child that age and be expecting our sixth(rather than our fifth) baby next month; Stephen is almost three, after all.

A little later, some friends came over and as I was serving an afternoon snack of peanut butter and banana sandwich squares with some of daddy's homemade root beer to all 9 kids, I looked around and realized that we could not have had a family like the one seated around my kitchen table (unless I'd had three sets of twins in a row).