Melia Lore – a fictitious name because she can. 30-something, freelancing, single mom of 4 (or is that 400?) kids, and a few animals thrown in for good measure. Lots of issues, lots of humor. Read all about her, because it makes her heart thump and her eyebrows wiggle.
The Talker Emo Boy Comic Boy – he started speaking at age 1.5 and hasn’t stopped, well over a decade later. Says at least one thing each day that makes me crack up. Also says at least one thing a day that makes me want to break my “no smacking the kids” rule. He is a budding artist, an AMAZING artist, and navigating the world of high school with his Clark Kent glasses and feet that will never stop growing.
The Enigma – Autistic and a growing factor in my plan to take over the world through spawning an evil army of minions. The absolute sweetest child you’ll ever meet, unless you tell him “no.” His sense of humor and ability to relate to the rest of the kids is growing at an impressive rate and there are days when I think he will actually move out someday. Or not. He can tell you every Metro stop in DC, which comes in handy if you’re like me and get lost pretty much everywhere you go.
Little Mary Sunshine – Baby A. The party girl who has begun to acquire the proper “mean girl” skills needed to survive in the public school world. She has totally unique outlook on life that brings joy, humor and a total fear for anyone who stands in her way. Plus, she is setting herself up to take over running the lives of everyone in the Lore House. She just needs to be tall enough to reach the coffee maker, and she’s hired.
Dozer Doodle - Baby B. The Mastermind. Does a crazy-cute dance to assure herself that she’s not in trouble when she’s breaking the rules, which she does as often as possible. Quirky and fun, she makes each day an exercise in bending the world to her will, and somehow, she manages to do so, effortlessly. I have a lot to learn from her.
Venus (on a seashell) – Well, she’s a razor. And so much more. Truly, the best friend a person could have, and it has been a lot of time and water under the bridge to get to that point.
Vulcan – an odd title coming from me (refresh your Roman mythology), but, well, sometimes simply amazing people come to you in strange ways. Plus, if he ever hurts Venus, I’ll cut him.
Lily, PsychoCat, and The Ghosts of all other Pets. Lily is my beagle, my doggie soul mate. She’s old and chubby, but still manages to dance around for water or chase her hedgehog toy. PsychoCat is my nemesis. Enough said.