I have four kids and sixteen grandchildren, a great grandchild on the way by end of summer. They are all overwhelming, but a heck of a lot of fun. They run from 5-19, and obviously, the 19 year old is expecting. I still can't believe she married last year, she's still the baby I held in my arms. In the meantime she's at nursing school, Columbia, and intending to become an RN, joining 2 of her aunts and many of her cousins and 2nd cousins who have done the same. Her poor husband, who never had a chance, or choice in the decision, is a rookie on the NYPD, hitting night school for his bachelor's (pun intended), hoping for law school so he can become a prosecutor in a DA's office. Both hard working with goals, we'll see.
My older son lost his wife to illness, mother of his two sons, hooked up with a widow having 2 daughters of similar ages to his sons. A year later they had the twins. A surprise! Then, having lost my wife to illness, I married his wife's mother. We hated each other on first sight, but s**t happens and we're happy with each other. So it goes. There is no hope.
Two wives in my life and both liked keeping their cold feet in my back during the night. Exhausting.
Now time for a shower and off for a blood test and some chores.
