I'm reminded this afternoon, of the scene in Cheaper By the Dozen in which the children line up and answer roll call. I, myself, am getting closer and closer to having a dozen grandchildren to call my own. All I'll need to reenact this scene is a whistle and a good dose of the orderly discipline used by the father in this classic movie as well as a few more kiddos.
As of today, I'm at 9 and counting. Baby girl cinco (she has no official name yet) weighed in this morning at 7 lb. 15 oz. I'm told that she is a beautiful baby and looks very much like her five year old sister. Her four sisters are thrilled. They had been hoping for another girl. Mother and Daddy and baby cinco are at home and resting well.
Number 10 is due in November. I have been given no indication that I should expect this to be the end and my youngest son may yet marry and have some babies himself. I could wind up being grand to a baker's dozen ++++++.
One thing I know for sure...my quiver is full of blessings galore.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. -Psalm 127:3-5