But What Did I Ever Do To You?

This post by Heather brought a memory to the forefront. Our youngest child is a boy. I have a theory that God makes the last one (no matter how many you have) the kind of a child where you know you don’t want to continue having children. I love him, but he was a handful. At one point my FIL (may he rest in peace) was laughing at Hubby… telling him he was just getting payback. That this was exactly what he always wanted for my husband. Someone to get even with him for all the stuff he’d put his parents through.

I looked at my FIL and asked, “But what did I ever do to you?” His reply. “You married him.”

Love, ya’, Dad.

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3 thoughts on “But What Did I Ever Do To You?”

  1. Yep, The Mominator has said many a time that if Brother Dear was born first, she’d probably not have had another one.

    I swear that kid cried for the first 2 years of his life.

    I believe that had much to do with my decision not to have any. My hair stands on end whenever I hear a child cry.

    ‘Course Brother Dear doesn’t want any either. Probably afraid of the payback.

  2. My cousin in Oklahoma has {brace yourself} 13 children (at last count). I thought for sure they’d stop when their oldest (a girl) got married and started having kids of her own. Nope… she has 4 of her own and her mom just keeps on going. I just wonder at what point does a woman’s body say, “I’ve had enough!” and stop with all the conceptions…

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