Before I moved to where I am living now, I went to church with a family who had 6 girls. Six. Every time I saw this family, the mom was pregnant. I KNOW they were trying for that boy, but that never happened. The kids names were Rachel, Leslie, Who knows, Who knows, Rebekah and Danielle (The middle children are always ignored anyway, right??). Anyway, I always imagined the mom stumbling around the house drinking vodka from the flower vase singing, "Little Girls" like Miss Hannigan on Annie. I wonder if she ever did that. I SO would if I had six girls.