For the first time in about nine months we sat down to a meal with all seven of our kids. I can’t begin to tell you how thrilled I am about this.

But it seems one other member of our little family is feeling a little overwhelmed.



I consider myself fairly well read. I usually have three books on the go at the same time (most often thriller, fantasy, whodunit), and just open whichever one suits my mood. But today I found myself lacking.

A Mean Tick


“I think we’ve got a tick in here,” Tracey called out from the bathroom. When I walked in she had her glasses off and was holding them out trying to use them to magnify the beast.

It wasn’t difficult to work out which of our brood was playing host to a parasite – Master8 was nearly in tears, quivering and making incoherent sounds. He screams at the sight of a needle, so this was his ‘holding it together’. It’s difficult to picture him storming beaches or base jumping. I like that about him.