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11 Young Glynns Keep Things Jumping (At lefL) Here are all II of the children of Mr. and Mrs. Donald Glynn: Beginning at the bottom and working working up are: Shawn, Casey, Maureen, Kevin, Martha, Barbara, Pat, Cathy holding Baby Peggy, Peggy, Dennis and Bill. (Below) Baby Peggy has three "little mothers," B a r- bara, left, Cathy and Patricia. Patricia. Peggy, who is six months old, is the family "pet." By BERNICE WARNER It isn't unusual for an only child to write: "Dear Santa: Please bring me a little brother or sister for Christmas." But when youngsters who are blessed with 10 brothers and sisters sisters put "a pair of twins" at the top of the list of things they want for Christmas, that's news! There'll be just about everything everything but those twins under the Christmas tree when the "lively "leven" children of Mr. and Mrs. Donald Glynn come racing down the stairs of their home at 1256 Court St., come Christmas morning. morning. And, most important, there'll be bright-eyed Peggy, who will be having her very first Christmas. Si.^: months old, Peggy has become become the darling of every one of the Glynns — from 2-year-old Shawn to Bill, who at 15 is the "dean" of the Glynn household. As for Mr. and Mrs. Glynn, they're looking forward to the coming holiday with almost as much youthful anticipation as the children themselves. "It's going to be wonderful," Mrs, Glynn told us. "Of course, it will be pure bedlam for awhile—it always is. But if there's anything more fun than a houseful of kids at Christmas, Christmas, I don't know what it is." They're All Extroverts When it 's count-down time at the Glynns, here 's the way the children line up: Bill. 15, ninth grade at St. Mary's School. Dennis, 14, seventh grade. Cathy, 12,' seventh grade. Patricia, 10, fifth grade. Barbara, 9, third grade. Martha, 7, second grade. Kevin, 6, first grade. Maureen, 5, kindergarten, Roosevelt Roosevelt School. Casey, 4. Shawn, 2. Peggy,' 6 months. AH of the youngsters are bru nettes; four have brown eyes like their father's; the rest have inherited inherited the Irish blue eyes from their mother, the former Rita McAuliffe. There are no real look- alikes in the Glynn family; about the only thing they all have in common are long, sweeping eyelashes eyelashes and an exuberance that's contagious. Not an introvert in the bunch, the youngsters are outgoing outgoing and friendly, and despite occasional occasional hassels, they're extremely extremely close. Discipline an Essential What about discipline? The Glynns think it's necessary in any family—but in one the size of theirs, it's an essential. The form the discipline takes varies with the age of the culprit, and ranges ranges from a mild version of the old-fashioncd spankmg to depriving depriving the older ones of privileges "Depriving the younger children children just doesn't work," Mrs. Glynn says. "You take away one thing, and they have something else just as interesting to turn fo. In their case, especially when they're too young to understand, a spanking's (he only answer." The biggest roadblock to any' kind of punishment is Dennis the soft-hearted, who suffers more than the one who's actually being punished. There are many fascmating facets facets to raising a big family, but to the Glynns, most intriguing is that each of the children is totally different different from his brothers and sisters. sisters. "Each one is an individual in his own right," Mrs. Glynn says, "and you can't treat any two of them alike." Never a Dull Moment That there's never a dull moment moment at the Glynns is a masler- i piece of understatement. The whole family enjoys sportS and going fo basketball and football games with dad is always a treat. While they're a very active group, the yount^sters also enjoy quiet games, and there's usually a game of checkers, parchesi or scrabble ("scramble," Maureen calls it) going on. "When Peggy's asleep," six- year-old Kevin volunteered, "we play 'hide the thimble' so we won't wake her up." Naturally, television plays an important part in the Glynn household—and whenever there's a conflict as to which program is going to be watched, it's mother who makes the decision—and she makes it stick. Feeding 13 people three times a day (to say nothing of the snacks in between) is a prospect that would make most any woman weak. Mrs. Glynn takes it all in stride, even to making stacks of sandwiches for the seven who carry their lunches to school. It takes a minimum of three loaves of bread, six to eight quarts of milk, and about a pound and a half of butter to fill the daily requirements. requirements. "The thing I'm thankful for," she says, "is that they're all healthy and good eaters, they eat anything I put on (he table." Teamwork Aids Big Task Mrs. Glynn bakes every day, either cakes or cookies, or both, and occasionally the family is treated to pie. Not very often, she admits, since it takes three pies to feed the gang. Roasts, chops and casseroles are usually the main meat dish, but like youngsters all over, the Glynns' children vote for hamburgers, and weincr.s a.-, their favorites. Pizza and spaghetti and moat- balls rate high, too. Every big undertaking calls for teamv.'oric, and raising II youngsters youngsters demands it in order to keep the domestic wheels running .s'moothly. Every one of the children, children, as .soon as he is able, takes on certain res|)onsibili(ies, with the older ones helping the young- I cr. Mr. Glynn, who is assistant I secretary-treasurer of the Janesi Janesi ville Sand and Gravel Co., i s "wonderful, about helping around the hou.se," his wife says, and the older girLs, particul.Trly Cathy j and Patty, are their mother's j right hand men. Bill is a Gazette carrier and Dennis is his helper. Mrs. Glynn gets along without any outside assistance, and is probably one of the greatest boosters for automatic washers and dryers in the city, since .she does three loads of laundry daily. Bunk Beds Popular There are nine rooms in the Glynn home, and all of the youngsters' bedrooms have bunk beds. The burning question of "who gets the (op bunk" is settled settled by age, the older ones getting getting the coveted bed. And speaking speaking of sleep, bedtimes are staggered at (he Glynn home, with the younger set settling down between 7 and 7:30, the medium group at 8:30, and the older contingent from 9:30 on. It's not surprising that with a house full of lively youngsters, the biggest single problem is furniture. furniture. "We go through chairs faster than we go through dishes," dishes," was Mrs. Glynn's wry comment. comment. The very worst of their 16 years of marriage came five years ago when that old bugbear of even small families struck with a vengeance. In (he span of one year, beginning at Christmas time with scarlet fever, the children children ran the gamut of measles, mumps and whooping cough, the siege finaUy ending with chicken pox in September. It's a year that the senior Glynns would just as soon forget — but at the same time, Mrs. Glynn figures, it's just about tiine for the younger children children (o start the whole cycle over again. Mother Enjoys It All Other than communicable diseases diseases the youngsters have been remarkably healthy. The only near-tragedy came when Bill who was in first grade, at the time, was struck by a car while crossing the street and suffered a serious skull fracture. Other than that—"not even a broken bone," Mrs. Glynn said, knocking knocking on wood. She takes her family complete ly in stride, and does less worrying worrying and fussing than most mothers mothers with only one. She enjoys the daily confusion, marveling at the speed with which a crisis can be forgotten and minimized by just one humorous remark — and there's always someone who comes up with just the right thing to say. Perhaps one of the reasons the Glynns get so much enjoyment out of their .youngsters is that both are mem'oers of large families—Mrs. families—Mrs. Glynn was one ol seven seven and he, one of six. They're pretty proud of the even distribution distribution of five boys and six girls, especially since she had only two brothers and he had only one sister. How come the children arc so eager to have twin sisters or brothers? "They probably caught it from mc," Mrs. Glynn admits. "I'd just love a set of identical twins—they've always fascinated me." It's just possible, too; there are twins on Mr. Glynn's side of the family! Page 12 • • • • ANN LANDERS Mother's Helpe^ For your children, wrapping the gifts they've purchased can be as exciting as all the other pre-Christmas events. Put them in business at a large table, with everything they'll need to make fancy packages. Most important: important: your undivided attention! attention! (Try, if possible, to work out a schedule of only one child at the table at one time.) obe SayS" Dping their homework turns out to be a family affair at the Glynns. Seated Seated around the table, beginning at left, are Patricia, Cathy, Kevin, Barbara, Dennis and Martha. Bill and Mrs. Glynn stand by ready to help. The very words "lined gloves" bring up visions of heavy bulky gloves for driving or outdoor country wear. But my Christmas fashion suggestion suggestion today is for an entirely different kind. It's the new lined dress g!ov« of French glace kid, or suede, lined in thin silk tricot so that it is no more bulky than any other glove. I like these particularly in the longer lengths^-eight button or more—to wear with the bracelet length sleeves that are the rule on almost everything today. ust Who's ".n This DEAR ANN LANDERS: Sometimes you give excellent a knucklehead. The latest example vice to "Had It." You told her to can't get along WITH them" (quoth (0 get along without them." Believe me, Ann, I'd like nothing alone. But how can I when they I haven't been inside my brother's and his fat wife and their three kids (at dinner time). My mother-in-law ^a. week, rain or shine. If swear she can smell hasn't had me for stove is broken. I have two nieces ed L-A-Z-Y) to fix blocks from me so I No one ever says drop dead. I get no bring so much as a only solution is to Ann Landers say to that? DEAR U.T.H.: I say put on your bullet-proof If you permit these freeloaders week after week, year after goodbye or a drop dead—then it's People who let themselves get buckets because people take from me. If you're "Up To There," The popular fluffy fox stole has an even fluffier counterpart counterpart in the ostrich feather stole that is making a dramatic comeback in formal evening fashions this winter. It's a wonderful solution to the Christmas gift problem too, as one does not have to worry about size. There are several types—the very long one that may be swirled about the figure; figure; a short one with ribbon ends to tie around the shoulders; shoulders; and a cape-stole that makes an ensemble out of the dress. Ostrich stoles come in wonderful colors, as well as white and black which may be worn with any color dress. DEAR ANN: 1 would like to comment on your complained because her husband anniversary. How right you were, moaning, that such things aren't really courageous of you to take this stand. To suggest that it's not really important, ultra-commercialism, is suicide. My husband never forgot a single holiday. And there were plenty of flowers I found out after 18 years of everywhere. His gifts were only gimmicks The best gift a husband can give his had. And my name is legion. DEAR ANN: Our 17-year-old daughter has a the way to school every morning. breakfast table and makes herself right at find their incessant chatter I've asked my daughter to tell room since she doesn't seem to know She say it would be an insult, and at her. My husband is disgusted with the ill-mannered and should be told. Can DEAR PUZZLED MOTHER: Betsy IS ill-mannered, and she daughter two days in which to tell her. If hand her a couple of magazines and in the living room, please, Mary will her breakfast." Ann Landers will be glad to help them to her in care of the Janesvillo self-addressed envelope.