One of my favourite board games growing up was the “Game of Life.” It was a simple game where you would drive your plastic car across the board. The spinner was like a mini Wheel of Fortune wheel and each space was a different life event. You would start the game with a little peg-man, alone in the car. A blue one for the boys, a pink one for the girls. You would get married shortly after getting a job (this was mandatory) and of course, soon after would come the children. This was the best part. You would place a new peg in you car every time you would land on a “congratulations a child is born.” The more children you collected, the fuller your car would get. I loved seeing how many kids I would have to fit into that little car. Often, I would need a second car because the first one would overflow from all the children-pegs.
My life is a lot like that game. I may not have discovered Atlantis or inherited a skunk farm, but my little car is certainly filling up. This week we welcomed baby number six, a beautiful little girl. In the “Game of Life,” you never knew how many children you would have in your car, but you were rewarded in the end. In my real life, I never knew how many children I would have along the way, but each one is a blessing and a wonderful gift. Welcome little Z number six.