The oldest child, 27-year-old Crachel Carter, is six years old. Not only does she manage to take care of this whole bunch and her beloved husband, but Krechel also maintains a blog, and quite successfully.
“When nothing works, everything goes wrong, the only thing that remains unchanged is love,” the mother of six children says philosophically about her life. Crachel admits: big and small problems and failures in her life are enough. But there are many victories, even the smallest! For example, finding clean trousers in your wardrobe is just a gift of fate. “I’m loud and awkward. I like a life full of laughter. Someday I will become a radio host and I will be able to tell everyone the story of my life. In the meantime, thank you for stopping and looking at my blog, ”writes a mother with many children on her website, where she shares cheerful stories, advice on how to do everything and not lose heart. Crachel recently wrote a letter to her kids and posted it on her blog. She is sure: all parents want to tell their children the same. But they cannot. Because they love their children. We decided to share the text of the message with you.
“Dear children.
Please shut up. Your voices annoy me, and it seems to me that I can never please you. You are evil little dictators who make terrible decisions. I then correct the consequences of your actions as long as you just keep going about your business.
I try my best, but all you care about is that the supply of chocolate milk never runs out. I spend hours cleaning the house, combing your hair, losing to you at Monopoly. Although I am a dock in Monopoly. This means that I am letting you win. To do this, I must really love you very much, huh? And all that is required of you is sometimes to ask to visit your grandparents.
No, I don’t want to trim the crusts off the sandwich bread. You have cheese and salad. Do you hear? You have to eat all this salad. I’m not going to trade a salad for a sandwich for anyone. I don’t care if any of you don’t like tomatoes or greens. Just eat this.
I don’t think there is a worse thing than reading a bedtime story for the sixth time in a row. Fairy stories are bullshit. We will all die, some soon, some a little later. True love will not fall on you from the sky, you will not recognize it at first sight. Marriage is hard work. Surely both Snow White and Rapunzel have a secret blog with bloody stories about what they want to do with their husband-prince, who on Friday does not rush home from work. Where is it all in Disney films?
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How does it feel when I make pasta bolognese, and then all of you start to blow gas? The whole house smells bad! I smell bad. And, of course, guests will certainly come at this moment.
I know you like the word mom. I liked it too. But now I like the word dad. Say it with me: pa-pa. It’s not difficult, it’s even easier to pronounce than “mom”. I really enjoy being a mom. And I like it even more when you call your dad at three in the morning.
You know what else. Stop jumping on the couch the moment I sit down on it with my coffee. I don’t know why you like it so much. Or why half of all my belongings are coffee-stained. I just need to drink coffee once in peace and quiet, when the clock is not 4 in the morning, and so that it does not end up on my clothes.
They say: “appreciate these moments”, “don’t be ungrateful.” No, I’m grateful. I would appreciate that. I just didn’t have time to shower today. And I want to spend a good 45 minutes there. I want to wash away everything that has been spilled on me every day of these six years. And wipe off all the stains.
And in conclusion, I want to say that you are the most valuable thing I have, even though sometimes you are little assholes. You guys are my whole huge world. And I had no other way.
At least it doesn’t seem like I have any choice. “