Posted on 12/07/2004 3:51:25 PM PST by RWR8189
My BIL was 34 when he got married....his youngest is number 7.
Here, here. It is a disgusting shame that our traditional American values have become part of the fringe because of those you listed.
Time to take back the country.
--- I wonder if the writer can back up the claim that "natalists" (read: crazed baby maachines) tend to marry earlier. ---
I believe that should read "earlier than all the myopic NY Times writers that haven't seen or spoken to a red stater in the past 30+ years".
The only thing these morons know about red states is that the cars look like little ants from 30,000 feet up.
You are absolutely correct......raising a child is not for the narcissistic.
Tom Tancredo, one of the greatest guys in the House of Reps represents Douglas County, CO......wonder if he has anything to do with creating an environment conducive to child rearing.
Conservative base flock to him, or did the conservative base just elect one who shares their values? Interesting Chicken / Egg conundrum.
They eat their young.
And I think Brooks is very wrong, wishfully wrong about thinking families with multiple chidren aren't active in the culture war...they are often on the cutting edge because they have a lot at stake...
No, they abort them.
THAT is a BEAUTIFUL BABY!!! : )
Seared ... SEARED into my memory ... but unfortunately we don't have the brain-wave-digital-transfer thingie for the pictures yet :-).
Thanks!
I had four. As a rule, by the time the last one arrives, the oldest one is big enough to help out a little. They also help teach and discipline the younger siblings. It doesn't cost any more for a 10-pound bag of potatoes for a family of six or eight than it does for a 10-pound bag of potatoes for a family of three or four, even though it may have to purchased a little more often. Clothes often get handed down, as do toys, bedrooms, etc. The important things in life are often more easily understood in larger families. I am right in the middle of seven, my husband was next-youngest of eight. His parents came from equally large families. My father had nine siblings. Out of all of it, nobody starved, and all got at least an eighth-grade education. Big families are practical and warm, generally.
I gave birth to 5. I wanted 9, but saw there was no way we could have afforded more. It's one of the few regrets I have in this life...I didn't get to have my 9 kids.
He replied, "But you invested all of your money in your 3 kids - and it was a much better investment than any I've made."
My first had colic 6 months straight, twenty hours a day, violently threw-up every solid we gave him his first year, and several times managed to hit objects a good ten feet away whilst getting his diaper changed. #2 no less- I took to wearing a smock and always standing to the side while performing the deed.
My second is an angelbaby and has never given a moments trouble, as I knew she would be from the moment I found out she was coming.
I mean, the Good Lord wouldn't do that to a godfearing woman more than once, now, would he LOL
:)
Oops. Sorry that is so big.
My grandmother was one of 13 sisters. There was one boy born, but he died after about a month. Some said he couldn't stand it.
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