John & Shari Plus 4

Pretty much everyone knows the show "Jon & Kate Plus 8". For those of you who are in the minority and do not know about it, its a show on TLC that shows a real life couple who had twin girls and then, wanting one more child and with the help of IVF, had SIX more! Not six single births -- SIX at the SAME time. Total amount of children = twin girls along with three boys/three girls/sextuplets.

John and I are pretty much addicted to watching it. It definitely makes our lives seem like a breeze.

This weekend, our family is watching our home videos, hence the title. John came up with the cleverness of it. Isn't he clever? Except it doesn't rhyme like the tv show's charming title.

The similarities with the TLC show and our family is pretty limited.


Both the husband's/dad's names are John/Jon.

Kate is older than Jon, by about two years I think. I'm only about 8 weeks older than my John.


They have three boys. We have three boys. But ours were obviously not born at the same time, like theirs.

Both their family and our family have more than the typical two/three children families in America. But again, our family does not have mulitiples.

It seems that they, like us, attend an Assembly of God based church.

That is where the similarities end.

Jon seems to be second in command most of the time. I like to act like I'm in command, but when it comes right down to it...okay, I am. Just kidding. I'm not. I don't want to be. Okay, maybe sometimes.

Anyhoo.

Kate is a perfectionist. I certainly am not.

John and I had single birth children, spaced apart by two to three years. A boy, then another boy, a girl and then another boy. Each. By. Themself. Easy.

Their family is on tv, for all the world to see. To enjoy. And pick apart. Ours is not.

What would make people want to watch my family? I'm not sure. Probably nothing. Only other family members and close friends would be possibly interested. Even then, their attention span would probably be limited. Pop in one of those "old" home videos and I am glued. Then I start shouting out to each child as they are displayed on the screen, "Oh look! You were so cute!" "I remember when you used to do that, do you remember?" "John, you remember that, huh?" "Ohhhhh!!!!" "Listen to your voices!" and on and on. For the most part, the kids enjoy watching themselves, but certainly don't relate to it like their mother does.

Time to break out the popcorn and somehow hook up the dust covered VCR.

...We really need to have them transferred to DVD.