Hello, my name is Charlotte and I really did have six children in 10 years. How did I manage to stay sane? I had 6 kids before I turned 30! Obviously, I've lost my mind.
I live in New England with my family. We moved here when my husband took a position as the director and chair of the local hospital's Emergency Department. We've been here 2 1/2 years and one day hope to adjust to the colder weather. While we wait for our home in North Carolina to sell (did you see the 2 + years part?) we are leasing a house. But don't feel bad for me, the house is directly on the ocean and my backyard butts against a private neighborhood beach.
I studied at BYU to be a physics teacher. Yes, I have way too much fondness for science and math. I'm a recovering geek who keeps falling off the wagon. Left school 3 or 4 classes from graduating (student teaching finished and everything). Also left with 2 children and a husband on his way to medical school. I am planning on going back and finishing when my smallest starts school (one more year!)
I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Currently I teach singing and learning songs in Children's Sunday School (Mormon translation: I'm the Primary Chorister). When I'm not blogging, I can be found Sudokuing, reading, enjoying the beach, and embracing the craziness that is my life. Judging from appearances, I also enjoy cleaning bathrooms, running after kids, memorizing Dr. Suess books, and telling children to shush at the library.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Some of my favorite posts:
*Updated 3/26/10 - I've recently realized this list is out of date- expect new links soon!!*
Being a Mother ...
Being a Mother ...
... of Lots of Kids:
Being a Wife:
Being Me:
Meet the Family

His sleeping ability
His job (serious like)
His job (funny like)
Our differing eating habits

I think she has been able to run the household as well as I could since she turned 5.

My 11 year old is as unique as they come. He taught himself to read at 3 and multiplication at 5. He devours sci-fi books and loves to play his classical piano pieces (over and over till everyone wants to scream!).
Just finishing 6th grade, he is getting uncomfortably close to teenage years. When not reading or on the computer he can be found creating fantastic creations with legos or K'nex.

He is the child most likely to find me for a hug, give me a surprise kiss on the cheek, or leave a love note on my pillow.

My second (and last girl) can be described best as herself. She likes what she likes and isn't afraid to be different. She dressed eclectically with a style all her own. She loves to be a little mother and, at 7, is perfectly capable of watching the younger children (alas, I legally can't leave her alone with them yet). In fact, my youngest asks for her all day and she spends many nights reading bedtime stories to her little brothers.
She loves to color, paint her nails, and go for walks. She is always one to comfort anyone who is sad (including me) and is also highly likely to leave love notes on my pillow.


Don't let those big blue eyes, blond hair, and shy smile fool you, my 3 year old is a tease. He is perfectly capable of joining the crazy play of 5 older siblings and can even take a few of them down.
It helps that he has the whole house wrapped around his little finger. He thinks telling you you are no longer his buddy is a suitable punishment for not getting his way. He also loves to be cuddled (and coddled) by everyone.
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