OMG, I've seen the show on TLC about those people with the 16 kids! They all wear home made clothing and shit too! They were building a big house! Craziness.
There were three families on my block growing up with 12 + kids. They get a show for that? (Jean Cretien, former prime minister of Canada, was 17 of 21, I think.)
Joining the WTF on Jinger. I mean, even with a family that large, it's not like there's a shortage of legitimate J-names available. Like Julia. Or Jane. Or Judith, or Jasmine, or Jacqueline, etc. etc. etc.
"I don't care, just get away from me you horny bastard."
She was talking about having the next one while still in the hospital. Yuck. So I'm sure she's like, "bring it on!" *shudder*
Of course by this time, the babies probably just fall out on their own when they're ready. Her body has to be a wreck.
There were three families on my block growing up with 12 + kids.
Serious?? I knew one family (at my Catholic church) with 16, but that was over like, 23 years, not over 16. And might've involved two wives, I'm not sure. But otherwise, the families of like, six kids, were the big families.
The new baby is Johannah. Which is too similar to Joy-Anna for a sibling name, IMO, but it's not like I'll ever have to name 16 kids.
I have no room to ridicule, both my parents were one of 12. People always asked me if we were Catholic. I always said, "No. Hillbillies." Which is basically true.
Oh, I can name a half dozen families like that, easily. Maybe it was a Milwaukee thing.
I mis-skimmed. Okay, it's actually better that the 16th one has a J-name, too.
Woah. And people act surprised when they find out I'm one of four.
Did anyone else catch that the father's name is Jim? I wonder if they did rock-paper-scissors to figure out whose first letter the kids would get.
My great-great-grandfather fathered 17 children with three wives in succession. He moved from South Carolina to Alabama around 1845 with wife #1. She died; he married my great-great-grandmother.
She
died, sometime in the late 1850's, IIRC. He then married wife #3, fathered his last few children, and circa 1863 decided it'd be a great lark to go be a soldier despite the fact he was at least in his mid-40's by then, and had the 17 kids. So he runs off and joins the army, leaving my step-great-great with the menagerie, though I'm assuming the oldest were grown and on their own by then.
She divorced him.
Good for her.