"Sleep in a Heap"

So I was unsure what to write about this week, but finally decided (while writing this sentence) that I would talk about rooms. Hopefully this blog will not be as boring as it sounded right there. Here goes...
My parents were blessed with 10 beautiful children (the 6th being especially wonderful) and they made sure they brought up correctly. We lived in a large enough house by the seventh child but it wasn't permanent we were just living there temporarily till our pastor and his wife had a five year vacation in Texas. I don't remember really anything about this place when I lived there, but since that our pastor still lives there we get to visit often. A year after my sister was born we got news our pastor was coming home, so we found a house in the country and that is where we have lived for the past 13 years. So we move into this 3 bedroom house with 2 boys and 5 girls. The girls got the master bedroom with two bunk beds. Which left me and my little sister to share a bed. Almost every night we would have a kicking war. Two years later my little brother was born, he stays in my parents room and everything's pretty good. Then my dad has this wonderful idea of building a cottage for my sister, and I was not being sarcastic on the 'wonderful' part either. So they get this new fancy cottage and I have my own bed. This gives us an extra bed available, by this time I have a second little brother who is old enough to be out of my parents room and into the play pen in the boys room, this kicks are other brother into the girls room (poor guy). And of course the inly memory I have of his living in that room is when he was sick with the flu and I slept under him... Luckily I only worried about the smell. We have another two bunk beds put into the boys room so my oldest little brother is out of the girls room and into the boys. Then it gets even better. My mother has her 10th baby, fifth boy, and in honor of him she wants to move into the master bedroom, so we switch. We get a friend of ours old bunk bed with three beds instead of one, he smallest baby with my parents and the four boys together.
So far I have given you a hopefully not to difficult puzzle. My dad gets this camper for a friend of ours, but by the time we get it she doesn't need it so that became one of my sisters room, we took the third bed in the middle out witch made it a normal (except for height) bunk bed. So once we had two girls in there my dad made another cottage for my oldest brother, he lived in it for a summer than went to college so my second to the oldest moved into there. Then my oldest sister moved into a house in town with some girls from our church. My second to the oldest sister stayed in that room by herself for awhile. My two older little brothers were to young to take care of the youngest boy so he went into our room. He was probably 4 and he had a very annoying habit of waking you up at 4:30 in the morning crying because his blankets came off.... Luckily we got rid if him quick to the other boys. My younger sister moved into the cottage with my second to the oldest sister and they had a very cute clean room. That left me alone to pretty much make a mess of everything.
Then my two older sisters move out into my parents rental house so were left with 2 girls and 4 boys, that's how it is today, but not without more switching up, you see my brother goes to college 4 hours away so it was always confusing finding a place for him in the summer. This last summer I was living in the second cottage, the two older boys who were home lived in one room in the house the younger next door and my parents across the house. Then we got wood flooring my mom wanted a new office room so she sent one boy into the tin can (also known as the camper), one boy into my cottage I moved in with my sister in the older cottage, which left an empty room for my mom, which turned into my school room. And now we are up to day in the whole rooms thing. I quit on the girls after they moved out, two if them are now married, so I didn't see the point, this was long enough.
This may be a whole lot of nothing to you, and I would probably understand that. But for me right now, it's a load of memories, some good some not so good. And I enjoyed writing it out. Okay, I will now proceed to give you our names in age order to help with your puzzle: Jessica, James, Kirsten, Rachel, Ben, Me, Susanna, Joshua, Matthew, and Brian.
A.M.D