For all the people who stop me at the store and ask, "Are they all yours?"
When Jeff and I began dating we talked about how many children we would want. Well, truth be told like any girl I had be thinking and planning this part of my life long before I even met Jeff. Even when I was little I knew I wanted three kids. And in the interest of being open and honest I will go ahead a share their names with you. Now, no laughing, and I mean that. I was kid without many friends and a lot of time on my hands.
I wanted twins, a boy and a girl, and then another boy. Now I really meant what I said about no laughing here. The girl was to be named Ivy Rain Sky. No, I didn't know a boy with the last name of Sky, she was to have two middle names. It was a mouth full and she was likely to be beat up but I thought it had character. For her twin, Thackery Rene. I'm not sure what I would have called him for short but again I'm sure he would have be teased. Their little brother was too be named Brody, I can't remember what his middle name was to be, maybe Daniel or who knows maybe I was going to go with something artsy like Dirt, who's to say.
In the end, I met Jeff and he nixed my first two names. I nixed the third because at some point after picking the name Brody I met one and we dated for some time.
It didn't really matter if I had a third name or not Jeffrey said we were only going to have two anyway. Of course you all know how that turned out. And not by my doing, Jeffrey was the one that wanted to extend our family to five, not that I minded. Truth be told we would probably end up with a family of oh, I don't 60 or so, because I just love being pregnant so darn much.
Now I don't think three kids is a lot but apparently most of America does. Just this week when someone found out I had three kids she wanted to know if we were done. When I said yes she said, "Three a lot, no more, good." I guess it's a good thing I didn't tell her I look upon pregnant women with envy.
Maybe Kati heard the scripture about a full quiver or maybe she just really loves baby dolls but her bed is full of kids. Why don't you come along and meet them......
And this isn't even everybody. When she first started asking to sleep with them only two were aloud but I'm a push-over. Well, and being that her bed is so high up I couldn't see all of them up there. When I kiss her goodnight I either have to stand on my tip toes or on a stool.
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