seven kids....

there are seven kids...i know we were happy for a minute..because we finally got some brothers...i can remember the visits with our natural mother....we would go to grandma house...(her mother) to see her....i even recalled she cryed one time...for what i wouldnt have a clue at that age...when i think about it today...she lost all of us...she was control by my fathers parents...(this comes in play thru my story)....i remember when we went to grandma house to see our mother..grandma made thes tea cookies with the cookie press and made the green xmas trees and the pink crosses..i loved those cookies...and i would die for those right now..and i have tryed to make them in life...funny how u remember the little things....i dont know how many time we saw our mother...i could guess few and far between...but we always went to grandma house...(that was our safe place) as i figure that out as an adult...later in life...