Must be the word “family” that’s doin’ it.
Ah, little one, it’s not so simple. The Lord would see through such a cheap trick.
I heard that and the first thing I said was “Is the guy’s name Cletus?”
Cletus: “Hey kids! We’re eating today!”
I’m glad you feel those kids are a blessing from God, but how about being able to feed them all. Or is their supply of soylent green stocked up?
Indeed, but which size Volkswagen ??
As for the health risks, it’s interesting. One study thinks that the risks of heart disease increase when having lotsa babies.
Okay. This woman reaaaaaaaaally needs an intervention. Or a television.
I certainly can’t imagine spending 18 solid years either pregnant or breastfeeding. My husband, reading over my shoulder, was as shocked that any man could put his wife through this time after time as I was that any woman would agree to do it. Still, it takes all kinds to make a world, and I suppose if they’re happy and the kids are loved and taken care of, then more power to them.
The J names must stop, though. Is there really any difference between Joy-Anna and Johannah?
I was thinking the same thing! The way I say them, there’s minimal difference between them (and certainly not enough to notice if I was yelling for them). Poor old Joy-Anna really got shafted there. Maybe they forgot they had one with a similar name already? Maybe she just goes by Joy… or Anna? Oh, and my name book says that Janna is a form of Johanna so I guess that makes it a three way duplication.
I’m wondering how they’ll cope when the older children start to leave home. From previous acticles I’ve gathered that each of the older kids is responsible for looking after one of the younger kids. If a couple of the bigger ones move out, there might suddenly be more work for Mom to do rather than less. I suppose they’ll just graduate some younger ones to “mini-Mom” status early.
Incidentally, I would have to have WAY more than 16 kids before I’d resort to Jinger.
I’ve heard that they’re Apostolics whose lives revolve heavily around their church. A friend’s sister goes to their church and says that their older kids are complete hellion devils and she can’t figure out why they’d want to spawn any more beasts.
The last one, the Mystery Machine. I wouldn’t be surprised if her womb’s had Don Knotts and Phyllis Diller in it, too.
I want to know if they pronounce it like ginger or rhyming with singer.
Yes, they must. Get me four crates of dynamite, 200 yards of gauge no. 6 steel wire, 2 lemurs, and the zest of one orange. I’ll stop them.
No, worse: Jim Bob.
I, for one, welcome our new J-named overlords. 
Her OB/GYN must have nerves of steel to squat down and peer up betwixt the stirrups and be greeted with this nightmare staring back at 'em.
:eek: :eek: :eek:
Actually, I think they spent the first four years getting businesses established. I saw a documentary about them on Discovery, and while they didn’t come out and say it, I got the idea they own a convenience store and maybe a couple insurance agencies.
As long as they’re not on welfare and can care for their children, she can have another 20 for all I care.
I’m going to guess that she’s trying to avoid dealing with “that time of the month.”
Yeah, that’s it. Because being pregnant for virtually your entire marriage, dealing with newborns, and breast-feeding constantly is so much easier than dealing with a bit of blood for a few days every month. :rolleyes:
I’m fresh out of lemurs. Will wombats do?
He did, but it never aired. The show was taped because he was known for saying things like that.
I don’t care how many kids they have if they can support them, but the way they teach their daughters how being a housewife is the only acceptable option, but the boys go off to college…that’s kind of a raw deal.
catsix, big surprise that they’re out of control. How could they possibly have enough time to spend disciplining the kids when Mom’s constantly pregnant?
My great grandmother had 15 children, the first when she was 15 and the last when she was 44, all of whom were born healthy and lived to adulthood. When she was asked at one of her last birthday parties what her greatest regret was she said “all those miscarriages I had”- she really regretted that she hadn’t had more.
How in the world does even a wealthy family (which these people aren’t) afford 16 kids in today’s cash economy? Let alone spend time with them all.
So when will there be a map of the London Underground that includes Michelle’s fallopian tubes?