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.


From the mouths of…

Last night, as I walked the halls of the church where the kids have been attending VBS, I overheard the following conversation:

Older gentleman: “How are you?”

Five(ish) little girl: “Em-barr-assed.” 

Older gentleman: “Aww, why?”

Five(ish) little girl: “I passed gas.”

Older gentleman, after a moment of silence during which I can only assume, not seeing his face, he was attempting to gather his wits and not laugh:

“Well, at least we’re walking away. I bet no one noticed.”

Five(ish little girl: “They noticed.”

I was trying not to laugh as I followed them down the hall. I have to give it to the guy, he didn’t ever act like anything was out of the ordinary during the conversation. I couldn’t help but wish I could meet this little girl. Any child so concerned with propriety has to be one funny little girl. The man wasn’t her father, because I saw her call someone else “Daddy” later, but I suppose he could have been her grandfather. At any rate, it gave me my ab workout for the day – trying to be quiet while I cried laughing.

1 comment:

Charlotte Moore said...

Hahahaha!!! I can only imagine you trying not to laugh out loud. Out of the mouth of babes is right.