My eldest boy, Parker, is growing in leaps and bounds. He is ten, and my mother in law hates how responsible he is. Last week his responsibility sure came in handy when Me and The husband were down with the flu. I honestly don’t know how we would have managed without him, me and Hubs were both too ill to deal with ourselves, much less the children!

And it’s not like I’ve made Parker go out and get a job so that he can help pay the car insurance, or something. I just expect him, and the rest of the boys, to help out around the house. From things like making sure they put their own dishes in the dishwasher, to helping with making school lunches. Parker makes breakfast nearly every morning – simple bowls of cereal, but it is a big help.

In eight years it is quite possible that he will be off living on his own, and when that happens, he is going to be glad that he has learned so much at home.

I will miss him though…