I started to read James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl to the kids today. At the beginning James is orphaned at four years old and goes to live with his two mean aunts. Today Bradley was driving me bananas with typical boyish acts and I told him that he needed to get himself under control or I was going to send him to live with his two big mean aunts. A look of fear entered his facial expression and he quietly whimpered, "No." After a moment of thought, he regained a smile and said, "Mommy. Ants aren't big, they're little!" and went off to play, totally disregarding my threat.
A blogumentary of my family of ten. There's me, my husband, and our eight kids. No pets, just kids. Join us on our jolly joyful journey because alliteration makes me happy.
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