Rainy days are a challenge.
The boys are creative, so they manage to entertain themselves. For a while…
But then it gets ugly…
Our house is in The Heights area of Little Rock. It’s an 1100-square foot bungalow with two bedrooms and one bath. And 8 people. Granted, six of them are relatively small, but the house shrinks quickly. Especially on rainy days.
Most days we get outside – go to a park, go climb a mountain, hit the Museum of Discovery, the zoo, and, soon, the swimming pool. This is to keep our sanity. But on rainy days all those options wash away with the sidewalk chalk, and entertainment options become slim.
But one joy of a large family is the ever-present playmate. As close as the quarters are in our house, the boys go crazy when they’re alone too long. No matter the mood, the rivalries, or the general atmosphere inside, they eventually find their way back to each other. Today it was through face paint and a wooden block obstacle course, specifically designed for Matchbox cars tied with yarn.
People warn me I’ll miss these days, especially when adolescence rears it’s hideous face. And, on days like today, they’re right. It’s been one long, mostly peaceful day watching our boys do what they do best – be brothers.
Ramblings of a Seeker 
Don’t believe people about the teens years. They’re great with a few challenges along the way just like any age.