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.

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I hate stupid questions.

I took the kids out for ice cream this afternoon with a friend. She also has six kids. The cashier asked if all of those kids were mine. When I told her six of them were, she sputtered, and then, honestly, said,

“Tell me. How does that happen? I mean really, how does it happen?!”

Let me just throw out there that she was old enough to know how these things happen. I wasn’t sure what exactly she wanted me to say. If it was biology, I wasn’t going there with my children within earshot. Who am I kidding? I wasn’t going there anyway. Really now.

I should have said something clever about a stork or how it was raining children one day or how someone just dropped them off on my doorstep and told me to have fun. But I didn’t. I muttered something about wanting a large family and loving my children and left it alone.

But really. How would you answer that?!


Roxanne said...

I liked the one where it was raining children one day. Great comeback if you can remember it next time.

Sue said...

One time I was asked if they all had the same daddy - that was when I only had 4, and before the transracial adoption. There is no bottom of the stupid ocean, is there.

Kristin said...

I would respond exactly like what you wrote here. I would ask "do you really NOT know how it happens?". Sometimes people just need their own stupid questions pointed out to them.

Charlotte Moore said...


Anonymous said...

"It happens with a purpose. That purpose being to raise a future generation of wise, intelligent, loving, caring individuals who will make this world a better place and hopefully share that purpose with their own children so that the world will not implode or waste away for the want of those things."

-M (broken-hearted for the utter lack of respect for life this society shows regularly)

Roxanne said...

I voted!

Brittany said...

Next time say "Yes, we know how it happens and we LIKE it"! That's my plan....if I can ever find the guts to actually speak it. And when they say that I have my hands full I always heartily agree...they are full...of BLESSINGS! :) But truly, where do people get the idea that it is OK to ask such rude questions.