My 15th grandchild is here. Another little girl who makes it 12 granddaughters and 3 grandsons. My oldest granddaughter is 14. My other grandchildren are in clusters, ranging from ages of 11, 10, 6, 5, 4, 3 to a newborn.
To say the least, parties, birthdays and holidays are noisy ones, filled with food, kids and noise. Christmas Eve here is unbelievable. We fill up the Living Room with presents for each grown up and tons of presents for the children.
The food is unbelievable, with every thing from nuts, appetizers, a number of entrees and candy, and cookies – cookies – cookies. The dining room and kitchen tables groan with the plates, utensils, and food as does the counter. Kids roam around eating, running and playing in the dining room, playroom, the upstairs bedrooms and the basement.
The noise level is off the charts but everyone is happy to be here for a few hours. I love watching it all and hearing the loud joyous sounds of happiness, knowing it is only for a little while and then everyone will go home. Until that time, I enjoy the evening. The price of happiness isn’t expensive and the photos and memories prove it.
The fifteenth grandchild will be one more, which will add more to our lives. One more to add themselves and their own noise to the crowd, and one more to love.
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