Friday, September 17, 2010

No blog. Read anyway.

I should explain something.

My family's kinda weird.
Not like, freaky lawn gnomes collections weird (though I wouldn't put it past some of them), just...odd, I suppose, compared to today's average 2.5 kids living in suburbia girl scouts and soccer practice types.
For one, there's alot of kids. Like, quite a lot. Just my general family alone has 9 kids-that's me, my one full brother, my three half siblings, three step brothers, and one step-sister, plus four parents. Then there's people who aren't technically family, but IDC. Like Meggie and TE. Meggie's like my big sister pretty much and TE IS my sister in everything but actuality. And Mum and Larry consider TE their kid too, so 10 of us. My Aunt Sarah has three kids of her own, plus Uncle Matt's two boys. Uncle Justin has a handful I think 5, plus Aunt Tammi's kids. Uncle Jeremy has a girl and twin boys, Aunt Steffy has one girl, and Aunt Michelle has a boy and a girl. And Meggie has four kids and one of Uncle Justin's boys has a little girl.

So, yeah, holidays are hectic.

I should mention that all the above mentioned uncles and aunts are all technically one branch. Gran's kids are Bandito, Sarah, and Justin. Papa's kids are Bandito and Jeremy (I took a pic of Papa, Bandito, Jeremy and S one time and they ALL had the same expression and nose except for S-his nose is weird, like long like Bandito's but round like Mum's) but I'm pretty sure he adopted Sarah and I know he adopted Steffy and Michelle.
And then there's Mum's version of TE, Nat, who I've called my aunt all my life, and she has three kids. And then Mum's brother Jason, too.

So, yeah, anyway, I have a big family. Shopping trips are disasters waiting to happen FUN!

But I don't find it weird at all. I LOVE having a big family. yeah, okay call me weird, but I do. I love that the house is crowded at Christmas. The kitchen is hell in a handbag sometimes-someone is ALWAYS making something. I made peanut butter brownies once at Sarah's. Uncle Jeremy and the twins were there, as well as Bandito's crew and part of Sarah's. So yeah, those brownies didn't stand a snowball's chance in hell.

Thanksgiving Day, Papa came over and, no lie, he, Bandito, and Jeremy sat and swapped Navy stories for like 3 hours. All three wearing Navy hats. I laughed.

But, anyways, my family is really eccentric. We're all just oddballs. Always have been. Ask 'em. I dare ya.
I should mention that Bandito's family is mostly redheads. Gran and all her three kids have/had red hair. Bandito's is more brown now, so is Justin's kinda, but Gran and Aunt Sarah have beautiful curly red hair and I LOVE it. My hair used to be red, but noooooo. And I have like, a tiny tiny bit of curl. Enough so that when I want my hair to lay flat I'll have ONE curl that sticks up. S had real curly hair, now it's just kinda...more like a carpet. So yeah, we all have loads of freckles, except for Sarah's oldest daughter-she's Spanish, dark hair, light skin, and those blue eyes.

I have this theory that Mum has a thing for blue eyes and curls-SD and Bandito both have blue eyes and slightly curly hair.

The B crew, the younger three, all have Mum's hair color and bluish eyes. Lil A's are kinda greyish, to be honest (to me anyway, Mum says they are green green green, like hers), they're like light blue and dark green mixed. I love her eyes. N is the only one of us with no curl whatsoever to her hair. Lil A has the curliest of all though, it's like Little Orphan Annie's almost. And for now it's like a gold color, but it'll get darker. The H crew, S and I, are the only ones with dimples (WOOT!), which is kinda funny.


Anyway, wanted to talk about my lovely family!

Tata!
P7

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