Ten years ago, I had finished my last day of school in anticipation of the birth of my son. It was a scheduled c-section, my third so I knew the birthday already. I had two kids, this new one would be the third. I had six dogs and a few cats. A stray dog came into our yard and initiated a dog fight in which my beloved sheltie took much pain. The vet saved her that weekend and my oldest kid babied her while I gave birth. It was a weekend to remember. Pack behavior in dogs is an amazing event.

Today I have seven kids and two dogs and one cat. And lots of bikes in the garage. Most are cheap Huffy's and store brands.

Ten years from now, I envision no dogs, maybe the cat who won't get off my lap now, a different job and less guilt.