I was 18 when my daughter was born, 19 when my oldest boy was born, and 23 when my youngest son was born. It was a constant struggle to raise a family, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Now it's gravy time. The kids are all grown up and gone out into the world. Now my wife and I get to spoil our five grandchildren. The wheel just keeps turning . . .

Hang in there! :thumbsup: