HFM FTW

There's a lot to be said for having a whole mess o' kids. I think it's fair to say that I think three children qualifies as such a quantity. 90% of the time (I've adjusted that down from 95% very recently) they are the beacon of happiness. Doing loving and cute and funny and heart-warming things that they tend to do. 10% of the time, though, they are the most difficult thing I've ever had to deal with ever in my life ever. Ever. Some of the things they “do.” If I never hear “SISTER, IF YOU DON'T DO [insert task], THEN I AM NEVER GOING TO BE YOUR BEST FRIEND,” or “...I'M NOT INVITING YOU TO MY PARTY” again I'd be OK with it. I'm not even sure there is a party on the horizon withing 10 months when that is usually said. Some of the things they “are.” Sick every other week to some degree or the other. And when you have three kids it's not simple multiplication as to that factor: it's exponential. I think that we are constantly sick between September and May. With only 10 or 12 times in the other three months. Super fun.