My extended family
I suppose it’s inevitable with so many children that along the way I have picked up ‘adopted’ ones. You know, the ones that have been in the kids lives for years and years and have become part of the family? I have a lot of them that regularly appear out of nowhere to see someone or turn up for no reason whatsoever except they wanted to! This is great, I’m not complaining, they just fit right in with the madness known as the ‘Shanks Household’!
One such adopted son is Chris. Lovely little Chris who I’ve watched mature over the past 6 years into a lovely young man. I’m extremely fond of Chris, he has a lovely nature and as an added bonus he’s the gay son I’ll never have! Osborn is definitely not going to ‘come out’……ever. In fact we were debating last night whether he’ll ever actually clock on when a girl comes onto him? He’s a very good looking lad is Osborn but absolutely oblivious to the opposite sex, rather like, well…Sheldon!? I’m reliably informed by his sisters that he is regarded locally as something of a heart throb. Not only does he not realise it, he also doesn’t care, he’s far too busy trying to work out the feasibility of time travel.