Living Large and Loving it because it’s all we know!
The only way I can easily explain what we do is that we just do it. It’s never what people want to hear when they say, “You have how many kids, how do you do it?” Because they want practical tips and tricks and I don’t have any.
When my husband and I go out to dinner, we don’t really talk about the
8 9 kids we scattered around the town, left at home and threw to the wolves, actually we talk about us. We talk about what are next move is; we take a quick glance where we have been, a good long pause at where we are, and imagine where we will be.
People are always asking us, “How are the kids?” and we say, “good.” Because they are, they are good kids; they wake up, they eat what we feed them, they get decent grades, most of the time they mind their manners, they make their beds when we ask them the third time, they like the outdoors and books so they’re good. We don’t share that we are in the midst of potty training our 2 year old ( which means wet bedding and lots of laundry), that our 6 month old sleeps sideways between us, kicking
her (now) his feet into our ribs, that our one son talks really loud or that another has bad table manners because, well, that’s life!
They are like our little “fixer uppers”, a daily work in progress to encourage what they were created to be. We see their greatness. We know that we are raising adults to be beacons of light and truth, of goodness, living life “happy, healthy and holy “(that’s what my dad always says).
So large family living is what we do because it’s our vocation, our calling. We opened that door and the kids came running in! I still go to bed at night and 1. count them all to make sure I haven’t lost one and 2. Say to myself, “I can’t believe we have
8 9 kids!”