Primarily written by Adrienne, a homeschooling mother of seven, ages 10 and under. She chronicles life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as she raises a larger-than-most sized family and tries to figure out what she's doing day by day.

With occasional posts, Alexandra, Adrienne's older sister, writes of her ranch life in Nevada and raising four sons, ages 5 and under. Life is never dull and her boys have given her some pretty awesome stories to tell.

Stick around awhile, and you're sure to laugh, nod, smile, be encouraged, and see what life is like with a big (little) family.


Oil, meet water. Let’s just try to get along.

We had a case of girl bites boy today. Having just discussed with friends biting and thinking back to the only other time I’ve had to deal with the issue, I told boy to bite girl back.

When teeth marks were evident but tears weren’t, I asked if he was sure he’d bitten her as hard as she bit him.

“Yeah, she didn’t bite me very hard.”

Alrighty then. They hugged, kissed and went back to their outdoor adventures.

Really though. Why do children bite? I don’t understand the desire for babies to want every gross thing in their mouths and I don’t understand the decision to put someone’s arm in your mouth and chomp down on it just to see what happens. Both are just gross.

Bet I don’t have to tell you nail biting has never been a habit of mine, either.

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