After each getting dozens and dozens of presents (there is Some advantage to having all these siblings) on Christmas eve and Christmas day Rosie asked me last night if there would be more tomorrow. lol I guess when you are an optimist you believe that amazingly wonderful things can continue indefinitely. Rosie told me that her foster mother told her she should come with us to the 'beautiful paradise'. In spite of a few unpleasant doctor visits, some school work and having to help with chores, maybe she thinks she has finally arrived.
I confess that I did torture everyone on Christmas day by making them dress in Red (can you believe it? when some people look So Terrible in red) and taking family pictures. Nellie made everyone adorable red hats, Rosie wrote everyone's name on their shirts and I bought the matching pants (Dominic and Andy made Russian tea for everyone). Getting 20 people to look happy all at once when they are hot, smushed and their mother is standing on a table yelling at them is probably not possible, but, in my opinion at least, was worth a try. And all that red will look so good with my curtains. So much for paradise.
I was awakened early this morning by Andy , telling me that it snowed last night! Some years we go all winter without ever having enough to go sledding, so we get pretty excited about it. We managed to scrounge up enough snowclothes for everyone and had a great time in the yard of a neighbor. I discovered what a great yard she had for sledding when I went to a yardsale there after her death. We have lived here almost thirty years and I had no idea what a treasure was across the street. It is possible that she might not have welcomed my multitude of children. I prefer to think that she just never thought about it.
