The toilet won’t flush; Blaine’s getting something to fix it, and I gathered the kids together to find out who flushed something they weren’t supposed to. Ruby was quiet, I asked her what she flushed, and finally admits it, scared and whispering. “My poopy.” Oh, honey.
About Adrienne
A homeschooling mother of ten, ages 19 and under, I chronicle life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as I raise a larger-than-most sized family and try to laugh about the craziness.