Yes, they can be little toots, but to be honest, most of the time I am amazed with their levels of obedience, respect, concern, patience, flexibility, and gratefulness. They are precious, and so much fun to be with. I truly do treasure every day with them... my babies.
On this particular morning, the pantry/fridge was bare. No oatmeal. No eggs to make our waffles, muffins, or biscuits. No cereal for a special treat. Not even plain bread for toast. I was in a bind, and it was crunch time with six hungry little ones!
I remembered there was a stash of grits in the back of the pantry, left over from my iron demanding pregnancies. As I climbed to locate them, I said a prayer pleading for them to please be there and be edible. Yes! We had grits!
I was preparing myself for the complaining whines of GRITS?! I WANT (fill in the blank with anything other than grits.) But instead I was greeted with not only contentment, but excitement. The kids didn't even know what they were getting since I have faithfully avoided filling six bowls of quickly drying cement that's a pain to clean. But even with limited knowledge, they all ate it and loved it. Crisis averted. Thanks to grits, apples, and raisin bread.
