Stay Still!

I have countless memories as a child sitting on the floor half asleep as my sisters tackled the daily duty of doing my hair. I would restlessly sit, as my sisters attempted to remove my knots, make the perfect ponytail, or french braid my hair. And when I thought I could be stealth, I would practically roll my eyes to the back of my head as I tried to catch a glimpse of "Arthur" to ease the pain. However, each attempt was shot down by a quick "stay still" and a readjustment of my head.

I am very grateful for each of those mornings. My sisters (and mom) had helped me through the infamous "spike", numerous "rat's nests" and thick enough hair to make one's arm tired by simply brushing it! Thank you ladies! Believe it or not, "Seventeen" is not why I am able to do my hair today!

Leftovers

The problem with there being fewer bodies at home, is that although there are not as many mouths to feed, the portions have not changed!

My mom has noticed this however, so she is testing the amounts. Resulting in some night of having too little potatos or too many peas! I think she is getting close to the perfect mark though!

The silver lining in all of this you ask? Well on those nights when my mom still cooks for 9 with only 5 at the table, not only do you get a great feast... but the next day you can eat the leftovers for lunch!

It's that time of year again...

The time of year, when there is so much chaos and excitment, but still such peace and contentment in the world.

Christmas; simply typing the word puts a smile on my face. Growing up in such a large family has supplied me with many memories of Christmas! Memories of trying to fit into one photo while putting our stockings on the stairs, and squishing into one room on Christmas Eve and finding myself being one of the last to fall asleep. Receiving new PJ's on Christmas Eve and always knowing that they are coming, but still feeling excited and unknowing. And my favourite; finding a little gift on our plate each Christmas dinner, and it being an ornament which shows what we have accomplished in the last year.

I am so greatful to have such memories. However, my siblings are growing up, some are even beginning to start their own family traditions, and I am starting to notice the gradual fading of dedication to these old ones. I am still going to grip onto these traditions with all my might though! And I can not wait till I have a family of my very own to start the magic all over again and introduce these memory builders to the next generation!