Here are some photos of my siblings. I'm the oldest of seven. It was a blast growing up! There was pretty much never a dull moment. My youngest brother (the one standing by me) is a senior in highschool this fall...meaning there is 14 years, 2 months from the first to the last. The four girls were in the first five forcing my brother (4th born) to threaten to pack a suitcase and leave if #6 wasn't a boy. He probably meanr it - I'm sure we scarred him for life making him dress-up, come to our beauty salons, and much more. He was a good sport, though.
We have all given our parents many gray hairs over the years (some more than others...ahem) but don't they look absolutely great?!