This funny shot was taken last night on our back deck, right before the other five cousins rolled in for ice cream cones. The Merkles are out of town (Quilt Market!), and we have their five kiddos for a few days. Ten children under our roof right now. Showering, doing hair, homework supervising, laundry. Lots of laundry. Oh, and then the food! I have one word. Locusts. There is not much breathing room between breakfast and snacks and lunches and snacks and dinner and snacks. You can practically watch them growing. Shoveling mashed potatoes into their mouths to keep their faces from getting stretched too thin as they get taller. I absolutely love the food issue. Love to throw some help to the growth spurts. Kids wander into the kitchen and ask (hiding their desperation with a vague smile) what is for dinner. But when I answer them, a cheer goes up. They wheel around the corner yelling to the other kids “Guys! Potatoes! Lemonade! Bread! Steak! Cantaloupe! And then….. ICE CREAM!”
If that doesn’t make a person stay up late to make cinnamon rolls I don’t know what does. Cheers to all you out there making food for hungry kids – our time couldn’t be better spent!