While the Girls Were at FSY . . .
We settled into survival mode. On Monday, they had to check in at FSY in the late morning, and I thought that since it was Juneteenth, we might have a baby-free day. I packed a picnic and asked Sir Walter Scott to take the 6 younger kids along for the ride and for a date-with-Dad-outing because I was hoping to get some work done all by myself. However, first, two babies showed up (Mom was still recovering from surgery, so she needed help getting through the day), and then two more babies showed up (Mom was in the hospital, and Dad is a manager, so he had to go in to take care of stuff even on a holiday). By this time, the kids knew there was an outing offered, so I sent them happily off to see their sisters settled into their dorm rooms, and I settled in for a busy day with 4 babies ages 2-4. I did not take pictures because my hands were full every minute. With all four kids coping with the strangeness of life with sick or missing mamas, they were very needy. I spent all day trying