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.


Confusion with Ruby.

Ruby: “Sterling, you’re weird.”

My ears perked up. I’m pretty sure she’s never heard anyone called weird before. I’m also nearly certain she has NO CLUE what it means.

“The only person weirder than you is Satan,” she continued. Now I’m quite certain she has no idea what she’s saying.

“No, you’re even weirder than Satan. Satan is just evil. He’s not weird.” Okay, now I’m wondering who on earth taught her what “evil” means, since she seems to have a clear perspective of the word.

I stepped in. “Ruby, what does weird mean?”

“It means you’re really funny.”

Alrighty then. Now that we have that one cleared up, she’s making slightly more sense. Slightly. Earlier in the morning she’d asked me if Satan eats fire for his food. I think it’s time to sit the kids down, figure out what they think, what they know, and set a few things straight. Wow.