She and her husband have three boys.
Mike and I have three boys. And a girl. My girl just so happens to be named after this particular cousin. She is very dear to me. She was my maid-of-honor and I was her matron-of-honor and she and her husband used to come over and watch Heroes at our house every Monday night. When Heroes was actually cool before it got lame. And when our children would actually fall asleep in a play pen and/or nurse to sleep.
With six boys (and a girl) between the two of us, play dates and can be a little ... loud.
With six boys (and a girl) and two husbands between the two of us, dinner at each other's house can be a little ...
a lot ...
I do wonder if it's weird that
a) I stood on a table to get this picture.
b) I smiled and laughed a lot.
c) I didn't worry that my only daughter was being pummeled by a pacifier wielding diaper wearing child.
d) I ate a lot of cake.
e) My children ate all of their dinner.
f) My daughter only cried when she couldn't make it to the top of the pig pile.
Actually, I know it's not weird that I ate a lot of cake. That is, most certainly, how I roll.