Y'all must have had sturdy furniture! We have little wire shelves that probably wouldn't even hold skinny Pat.
Dad still is an excellent carpenter, has always liked building things. He and mom panelled the entire inside of the house (cypress tongue and groove downstairs, pine upstairs), he built all the kitchen cabinets and the "entertainment center" (except that wasn't what it was called then) in the living room, plus stuff like chairs and bookcases when somebody needed one.
They sold their house when the city taxes got too high -- and some fool wrecked it out (it was an architect-designed contemporary) to build a Monster Mansion.
I can't imagine feeding and caring for 8! You must be wonder woman! I had only one and she STILL gives me a hard time [but I love her dearly!]