I don't know if I've already told you this or not, but um, I am from a large family. Really large. Most people I know will hear that and think, “Oh, you have what, like three sisters?”. And the answer is yes, I DO have three sisters. I also have five brothers. Now, if you can do the math, you know that that means that there are nine kids total in my house. Nine.
Some days it was like a zoo in there. Well, it was a little bit stricter and a lot more nurturing than that. Let's say that it was more like growing up in an animal clinic. Yep, I grew up in an animal clinic. Truth is that I do have a brother that I thought was a monkey. He was always climbing all over stuff. And he did tricks.
It was exciting, growing up in the animal clinic. There was regular feeding time, bathing, story time, play time and bed time. My parents were all about keeping us on a decently regular schedule. We even got treats on a semi-regular basis. It was fun. I enjoyed growing up in my house, even with the occasional madness that would befall us.
Some day, I hope to create an animal clinic for my own kids. Just not in Dallas....
No comments:
Post a Comment