Every six months I have a meeting with the boys to discuss personal hygiene. Did we forget anything?
Most people think I’m crazy for having 12 kids. There are lots of reasons for it, but one I rarely mention; every day I come home to little people who yell and scream my name and run to hug me. Like this guy, #12, who follows me around calling my name and trying to tell me things.
Andrew could have played college football at a dozen different schools, but chose to focus on academics and, well, finding a good Catholic girl to marry and have babies with. He’ll study Construction Management at UT Chattanooga this fall.
This was the graduation speech by Dr. Peper, a theologian: