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.


these vices of mine

I’m attempting to drink my coffee black. I’m normally a three sugars and four cream kind of coffee drinker. I thought that cutting back on the calories in my coffee would be an easy switch.

It’s not.

Taste aside, I’ve burned my mouth thoroughly. Turns out, cold cream cools down hot coffee. Who would have thought?

But the taste. Really, now. It’s awful. Apparently I’ve been drinking coffee for the cream and sugar all these years.

Moving on. Gonna have to cut calories elsewhere, I guess. My nightly ice cream is my reward after a long day with six kids. My morning coffee is the only reason those six kids survive until bed so I can have my nightly ice cream. Oh dear. Who would have known food could be such a coping mechanism? It’s ridiculous. Time to find a new hobby. And some cream non-fat creamer.


Kayla Heeren said...

Or maybe time to find some better-tasting coffee? :D

Anonymous said...

Your dad says to try sweet n low (if you can stand it I say) Mom

Jill said...

could not stop laughing.... BTW your way of coffee is my way of coffee and my evening reward is also the same....