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.


The story of us. Part 2.


Read part one here.

I stared at that little bottle of awful and shook my head. Surely not. Surely this is all for nothing, and I’ll have suffered without cause.

October 21. I am SOOO tired. And late. I stopped to buy a pregnancy test on the way home on my boss’s suggestion. I spent $6 on stupid, certain nothing was to be learned by the thing. After all, we can’t afford a baby. We weren’t ready. We had plans.

I went home, made supper, and left my new husband painting the kitchen to take the test. Almost instantly, two lines appeared.


He came into the bathroom, paintbrush in hand. I’m pretty sure from my tone he knew what was next.

“There’s two lines.”

“I don’t see two lines.”

“There’s two.”

“I only see one.”

He stared for a few more seconds, and the line kept getting darker.

“There’s two lines.”

He walked back to the kitchen with his paintbrush and went back to painting. He didn’t say another word for what seemed like hours.


Lanita said...

That is priceless! Was he speechless or was he just being nonchalant!?!

Anonymous said...

I am loving this!!!! We just need to see these more often Sis!

Adrienne F said...

Speechless. Most definitely speechless.

Adrienne F said...

Saturday mornings. :)