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  1. #6
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    Your name is Sara Viviene Collins and you are 22 years old. You live in a large house with your husband, Jesse Alistair Collins in Aiken, South Carolina. You and your husband met when you were teenagers in a group care home. It was tough growing up and being moved to and from different houses every 6 or so months, but when you're in the system, you never leave. Both you and your husband know what it's like to live in someone's home where they have their own kids and don't pay any attention to the fosters, and neither of you want that to happen to many others. So, you both decided to become foster parents. Seeing as you have a large house with many empty bedrooms and no kids of your own, you thought it would be a good idea, and hopefully it would be the last foster home for all the children who come to stay.

    The first group of children to come are two siblings, a brother and a sister. The girl is 15, her name is Caroline Daphne and she is the quiet sibling, she comes off as rude at first, but once she realizes you're not there to hurt her or criticize her, she begins to open up to you. The boy is 11, and his name is Joseph Evan, he's quite energetic and friendly, but nothing like his older sister. They both have green eyes, but the girl has honey blonde hair, and the boy has chestnut brown hair.

    A week after the first two have settled in, you get a phone call from Megan, the social worker. You find out that an old friend of yours, Samantha, had recently died from a drug overdose, and left her three children in her wake. The social worker pleads you to take in the children, because you knew their mother, and you just can't so no. Just two days later, you have five kids in the house.

    Your friend had three kids, two boys and a girl. The girl is the eldest, being 14 and her name is Ivy-Rose Adelaide, the eldest boy is 12, and called Noah Gregory and the youngest is 9 and his name is Finn Elliot. All three of them have bad attitudes and tend to argue over the smallest things, and according to the social worker, their fights get a bit physical sometimes. You and your husband knew it was going to be tough, but you were willing to try it. The girl, Ivy-Rose ends up rooming with Caroline, the first girl you fostered, and it turns out they are very alike, and they immediately get along. All three of the boys get along nicely and all have something in common with each other.

    Your husband thinks that instead of taking in another foster child just yet, maybe you should try for your own. Of course, you've always wanted your own kids, but you don't want the foster kids to think that you're having a baby to get rid of them all. You decide against it, for now. But, a few weeks later, you've woken yourself up early in the morning, needing to throw up. At first, you think it's just a stomach bug, but as it continues to happen every morning, you end up having to take a home pregnancy test. And it turns out positive.

    You tell your husband and he is ecstatic! You decide to tell the kids when they get home from school, and they're all happy for you and your husband, but one of the girls, Caroline, is quite upset about it. You go to talk to her about it and find out why she was so upset. She tells you that in her last foster house, they had to leave because the foster mother got pregnant, and she didn't want the stress of other kids around. You made sure to tell her that none of them will be going anywhere, at least until they get adopted, and your house will be their last house in the system.

    One week after finding out you are pregnant, you get a phone call. Once again, it was from the social worker. She was looking for a nice home for a young girl who had no where else to go. She had been to so many different homes, and her last resort was either go to a group home, which is where she will be until she's 18, or find a new foster family with other foster kids, who will make her feel welcome. You can't say no.

    A day later, the little girl arrived. She had long, blonde hair down to her waist, her fringe pinned back by a silver alice band, and piercing blue eyes. Her name is Evangeline Maeve, and she's only 5 years old, the youngest of all the kids, so far. She's a little sweetheart who does everything she's told. She never whines or whinges and she gets along with everyone. She's very quiet though.

    As your pregnancy carried on, you decided that it was time to decorate the baby's room. You, your husband and all 6 of the kids get straight into it. You painted the room a crisp white and put a green dotted border around the middle. With some pink and blue paint, you got all of the kids to dip their hands into the pot and make a hand print on the wall and write their names underneath their own hand. You and your husband did this as well, but with a little message as well as your names.

    9 months later, you give birth to a healthy baby boy! You name him Gabriel Jensen. You instantly fell in love with your son, and all of the kids adore him. You feel complete with all of them there, like a proper family. That's when you start to get ideas.

    When your son is 7 months old, you decide to take in a few more kids. You contacted the social worker and sorted out some arrangements, and just a few minutes later, you were off to collect 4 more kids.

    When you get to the police station, where the kids were dropped off, you notice the dramatic age difference between them. There had to be at least 9 years between the oldest and the youngest sibling. There are 3 boys and a girl. The oldest boy, Frederick Anton, is 13, he's just recently made the transition from child to teenager, and is quite moody, not that you're not used to having moody teenagers in the house. The second boy is 9, soon to be 10, and his name is Elijah Dominic. He's a very smart boy, and is told to be very helpful around the house. The girl, Saskia Helen, is 6, with layered brown hair and bright green eyes, her name suits her rather well. The youngest out of the 4, Meredith Jane, is 2.

    The new kids mother had recently died in a car crash. Their father was driving the car, but he ended up surviving it with just a few cuts and bruises. The people in the other car weren't as fortunate as he was, they were all killed in the crash. Their father was then arrested for man slaughter. Only the teenage understands what happened, and he doesn't want any of his siblings to know until they're older.

    Now, with a pretty full house, 10 foster children and 1 of your own, your husband thinks it's best if there's no more kids for a while. But, just as he said that, you thought it was the right time to announce that you're pregnant again. You don't know what he's going to say, but you hope that it's good. At first, he's a little bit annoyed, but when you tell him that it's twins, he gets up and leaves. He didn't return that night. Or the night after. Or the night after that.

    7 months into your pregnancy, you go into early labour, but your husband isn't there to take care of you. All you have is a bunch of teenagers and kids who have no idea what to do. Of course, they called the ambulance straight away, but with the amount of traffic, it was going to take quite a while for them to get there. One of the older kids manages to keep the younger kids away and distracted, while the teenagers help you.

    The triplets were all fine and had nothing wrong with them. You named the triplets Helena Ruby, Rose Adeline & Violet Isabel.

    With 4 of your own kids, and 11 fosters, you don't think you can take any more, that's 15 kids! But, you and your big heart to decide to just take in one more. Only one. When the triplets are 1, and your son is 2 and a half, you bring a small, shy little girl into the house, her name is Lydia Sage and she's 7. Both of her parents were killed when some reckless teenagers broke into their house and shot both of her parents. Since then, she hasn't talked as much as she used to.

    You decide, after a long and thoughtful thinking, that you're going to adopt all of the foster children! You've grown attached to all 12 of them, and you love them like they're your own children, and you're own kids treat them like siblings. You haven't heard from your husband in over a year, so you just take over everything and sign the adoption agreements!

    You now have 15 kids! Name your family:
    Caroline Daphne & Joseph Evan
    Ivy-Rose Adelaide, Noah Gregory & Finn Ellliot
    Evangeline Maeve
    Gabriel Jensen
    Frederick Anton, Elijah Dominic, Saskia Helen & Meredith Jane
    Helena Ruby, Rose Adeline & Violet Isabel
    Lydia Sage

    "Sara, Care, Joey, Ivy-Rose, Noah, Finn, Eva, Gabe, Freddie, Eli, Sassy, Merri, Lena, Rose, Violet & Lydie"


  2. #8
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    Your name is Cassandra and you are 24 years old. You live in a large house with your husband, Bradley in Melrose, Florida. You and your husband met when you were teenagers in a group care home. It was tough growing up and being moved to and from different houses every 6 or so months, but when you're in the system, you never leave. Both you and your husband know what it's like to live in someone's home where they have their own kids and don't pay any attention to the fosters, and neither of you want that to happen to many others. So, you both decided to become foster parents. Seeing as you have a large house with many empty bedrooms and no kids of your own, you thought it would be a good idea, and hopefully it would be the last foster home for all the children who come to stay.


    The first group of children to come are two siblings, a brother and a sister. The girl is 15, her name is Cambri and she is the quiet sibling, she comes off as rude at first, but once she realizes you're not there to hurt her or criticize her, she begins to open up to you. The boy is 11, and his name is Tatum, he's quite energetic and friendly, but nothing like his older sister. They both have blue eyes, but the girl has blonde hair, and the boy has brown hair.

    A week after the first two have settled in, you get a phone call from Lacey, the social worker. You find out that an old friend of yours, Courtney, had recently died from a drug overdose, and left her three children in her wake. The social worker pleads you to take in the children, because you knew their mother, and you just can't so no. Just two days later, you have five kids in the house.

    Your friend had three kids, two boys and a girl. The girl is the eldest, being 14 and her name is Gracie-Louise, the eldest boy is 12, and called Gage and the youngest is 9 and his name is Gannon. All three of them have bad attitudes and tend to argue over the smallest things, and according to the social worker, their fights get a bit physical sometimes. You and your husband knew it was going to be tough, but you were willing to try it. The girl, Gracie-Louise ends up rooming with Cambri, the first girl you fostered, and it turns out they are very alike, and they immediately get along. All three of the boys get along nicely and all have something in common with each other.

    Your husband thinks that instead of taking in another foster child just yet, maybe you should try for your own. Of course, you've always wanted your own kids, but you don't want the foster kids to think that you're having a baby to get rid of them all. You decide against it, for now. But, a few weeks later, you've woken yourself up early in the morning, needing to throw up. At first, you think it's just a stomach bug, but as it continues to happen every morning, you end up having to take a home pregnancy test. And it turns out positive.

    You tell your husband and he is ecstatic! You decide to tell the kids when they get home from school, and they're all happy for you and your husband, but one of the girls, Cambri, is quite upset about it. You go to talk to her about it and find out why she was so upset. She tells you that in her last foster house, they had to leave because the foster mother got pregnant, and she didn't want the stress of other kids around. You made sure to tell her that none of them will be going anywhere, at least until they get adopted, and your house will be their last house in the system.

    One week after finding out you are pregnant, you get a phone call. Once again, it was from the social worker. He/she was looking for a nice home for a young girl who had no where else to go. She had been to so many different homes, and her last resort was either go to a group home, which is where she will be until she's 18, or find a new foster family with other foster kids, who will make her feel welcome. You can't say no.

    A day later, the little girl arrived. She had long, blonde hair down to her waist, her fringe pinned back by a silver alice band, and piercing blue eyes. Her name is Mackenzie, and she's only 5 years old, the youngest of all the kids, so far. She's a little sweetheart who does everything she's told. She never whines or whinges and she gets along with everyone. She's very quiet though.

    As your pregnancy carried on, you decided that it was time to decorate the baby's room. You, your husband and all 6 of the kids get straight into it. You painted the room a crisp white and put a green dotted border around the middle. With some pink and blue paint, you got all of the kids to dip their hands into the pot and make a hand print on the wall and write their names underneath their own hand. You and your husband did this as well, but with a little message as well as your names.

    9 months later, you give birth to a healthy baby boy! You name him Wesley Jeremiah. You instantly fell in love with your son, and all of the kids adore him. You feel complete with all of them there, like a proper family. That's when you start to get ideas.

    When your son is 7 months old, you decide to take in a few more kids. You contacted the social worker and sorted out some arrangements, and just a few minutes later, you were off to collect 4 more kids.

    When you get to the police station, where the kids were dropped off, you notice the dramatic age difference between them. There had to be at least 9 years between the oldest and the youngest sibling. There are 3 boys and a girl. The oldest boy, Noah, is 13, he's just recently made the transition from child to teenager, and is quite moody, not that you're not used to having moody teenagers in the house. The second boy is 9, soon to be 10, and his name is Jordan. He's a very smart boy, and is told to be very helpful around the house. The girl, Ryan, is 6, with layered brown hair and bright green eyes, her name suits her rather well. The youngest out of the 4, Peyton, is 2.

    The new kids mother had recently died in a car crash. Their father was driving the car, but he ended up surviving it with just a few cuts and bruises. The people in the other car weren't as fortunate as he was, they were all killed in the crash. Their father was then arrested for man slaughter. Only the teenage understands what happened, and he doesn't want any of his siblings to know until they're older.

    Now, with a pretty full house, 10 foster children and 1 of your own, your husband thinks it's best if there's no more kids for a while. But, just as he said that, you thought it was the right time to announce that you're pregnant again. You don't know what he's going to say, but you hope that it's good. At first, he's a little bit annoyed, but when you tell him that it's twins, he gets up and leaves. He didn't return that night. Or the night after. Or the night after that.

    7 months into your pregnancy, you go into early labour, but your husband isn't there to take care of you. All you have is a bunch of teenagers and kids who have no idea what to do. Of course, they called the ambulance straight away, but with the amount of traffic, it was going to take quite a while for them to get there. One of the older kids manages to keep the younger kids away and distracted, while the teenagers help you.

    5 hours in, and the paramedic's finally arrive- just as you're starting to push! You give birth to the twins, who are, luckily, very healthy and fully developed. The biggest shock to you was that after you thought it was all over, you felt the need to push again! So, you did. And seven minutes later, you welcomed another baby to the world - TRIPLETS!

    The triplets were all fine and had nothing wrong with them. G/G/G! You named them Shanely Collins, Bryleigh Rylan and Mercy Jade.

    With 4 of your own kids, and 11 fosters, you don't think you can take any more, that's 15 kids! But, you and your big heart to decide to just take in one more. Only one. When the triplets are 1, and your son is 2 and a half, you bring a small, shy little girl into the house, her name is Savannah and she's 7. Both of her parents were killed when some reckless teenagers broke into their house and shot both of her parents. Since then, she hasn't talked as much as she used to.

    You decide, after a long and thoughtful thinking, that you're going to adopt all of the foster children! You've grown attached to all 12 of them, and you love them like they're your own children, and you're own kids treat them like siblings. You haven't heard from your husband in over a year, so you just take over everything and sign the adoption agreements!

    You now have 15 kids! Name your family:
    Cambri - 16
    Tatum - 12
    Gracie-Louise - 15
    Gage - 13
    Gannon - 10
    Mackenzie - 6
    Wesley - 2.5
    Noah - 14
    Jordan - 11
    Ryan - 7
    Peyton - 3
    Shanely - 1
    Bryleigh - 1
    Mercy - 1
    Savannah - 7
    Last edited by cassieleigh14; April 23rd, 2014 at 04:22 PM.

  3. #10
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    Your name is Daniella Theresa Callaghan and you are (21-30) years old. You live in a large house with your husband, Dylan Walter Callaghan in Allentown, Pennsylvania. You and your husband met when you were teenagers in a group care home. It was tough growing up and being moved to and from different houses every 6 or so months, but when you're in the system, you never leave. Both you and your husband know what it's like to live in someone's home where they have their own kids and don't pay any attention to the fosters, and neither of you want that to happen to many others. So, you both decided to become foster parents. Seeing as you have a large house with many empty bedrooms and no kids of your own, you thought it would be a good idea, and hopefully it would be the last foster home for all the children who come to stay.


    The first group of children to come are two siblings, a brother and a sister. The girl is 15, her name is Madalynn Rose Furlong, nicknamed Maddie, and she is the quiet sibling, she comes off as rude at first, but once she realizes you're not there to hurt her or criticize her, she begins to open up to you. The boy is 11, and his name is Max Aiden Furlong, he's quite energetic and friendly, but nothing like his older sister. They both have blue eyes, but the girl has blonde hair, and the boy has red hair.

    A week after the first two have settled in, you get a phone call from Jade, the social worker. You find out that an old friend of yours, Katie-Rae, had recently died from a drug overdose, and left her three children in her wake. The social worker pleads you to take in the children, because you knew their mother, and you just can't so no. Just two days later, you have five kids in the house.

    Your friend had three kids, two boys and a girl. The girl is the eldest, being 14 and her name is Katie-Rae Hannah Wiltshire, Jr., the eldest boy is 12, and called Cameron Rex Wiltshire, and the youngest is 9 and his name is Brendan Luke Wiltshire. All three of them have bad attitudes and tend to argue over the smallest things, and according to the social worker, their fights get a bit physical sometimes. You and your husband knew it was going to be tough, but you were willing to try it. The girl, Katie-Rae ends up rooming with Maddie, the first girl you fostered, and it turns out they are very alike, and they immediately get along. All three of the boys get along nicely and all have something in common with each other.

    Your husband thinks that instead of taking in another foster child just yet, maybe you should try for your own. Of course, you've always wanted your own kids, but you don't want the foster kids to think that you're having a baby to get rid of them all. You decide against it, for now. But, a few weeks later, you've woken yourself up early in the morning, needing to throw up. At first, you think it's just a stomach bug, but as it continues to happen every morning, you end up having to take a home pregnancy test. And it turns out positive.

    You tell your husband and he is ecstatic! You decide to tell the kids when they get home from school, and they're all happy for you and your husband, but one of the girls, Maddie, is quite upset about it. You go to talk to her about it and find out why she was so upset. She tells you that in her last foster house, they had to leave because the foster mother got pregnant, and she didn't want the stress of other kids around. You made sure to tell her that none of them will be going anywhere, at least until they get adopted, and your house will be their last house in the system.

    One week after finding out you are pregnant, you get a phone call. Once again, it was from the social worker. She was looking for a nice home for a young girl who had no where else to go. She had been to so many different homes, and her last resort was either go to a group home, which is where she will be until she's 18, or find a new foster family with other foster kids, who will make her feel welcome. You can't say no.

    A day later, the little girl arrived. She had long, blonde hair down to her waist, her fringe pinned back by a silver alice band, and piercing blue eyes. Her name is Dayna Abigail Riley, and she's only 5 years old, the youngest of all the kids, so far. She's a little sweetheart who does everything she's told. She never whines or whinges and she gets along with everyone. She's very quiet though.

    As your pregnancy carried on, you decided that it was time to decorate the baby's room. You, your husband and all 6 of the kids get straight into it. You painted the room a crisp white and put a green dotted border around the middle. With some pink and blue paint, you got all of the kids to dip their hands into the pot and make a hand print on the wall and write their names underneath their own hand. You and your husband did this as well, but with a little message as well as your names.

    9 months later, you give birth to a healthy baby girl! You name her Georgette Lou Callaghan. You instantly fell in love with your daughter, and all of the kids adore her. You feel complete with all of them there, like a proper family. That's when you start to get ideas.

    When your daughter is 7 months old, you decide to take in a few more kids. You contacted the social worker and sorted out some arrangements, and just a few minutes later, you were off to collect 4 more kids.

    When you get to the police station, where the kids were dropped off, you notice the dramatic age difference between them. There had to be at least 9 years between the oldest and the youngest sibling. There are 3 boys and a girl. The oldest boy, Donovan Alec McTaggart, also known as Don, is 13, he's just recently made the transition from child to teenager, and is quite moody, not that you're not used to having moody teenagers in the house. The second boy is 9, soon to be 10, and his name is Denver George McTaggart. He's a very smart boy, and is told to be very helpful around the house. The girl, Dominique Roxane McTaggart, known as Dottie, is 6, with layered brown hair and bright green eyes, her name suits her rather well. The youngest out of the 4, Dwayne Lionel McTaggart, is 2.

    The new kids mother had recently died in a car crash. Their father was driving the car, but he ended up surviving it with just a few cuts and bruises. The people in the other car weren't as fortunate as he was, they were all killed in the crash. Their father was then arrested for man slaughter. Only the teenage understands what happened, and he doesn't want any of his siblings to know until they're older.

    Now, with a pretty full house, 10 foster children and 1 of your own, your husband thinks it's best if there's no more kids for a while. But, just as he said that, you thought it was the right time to announce that you're pregnant again. You don't know what he's going to say, but you hope that it's good. At first, he's a little bit annoyed, but when you tell him that it's twins, he gets up and leaves. He didn't return that night. Or the night after. Or the night after that.

    7 months into your pregnancy, you go into early labour, but your husband isn't there to take care of you. All you have is a bunch of teenagers and kids who have no idea what to do. Of course, they called the ambulance straight away, but with the amount of traffic, it was going to take quite a while for them to get there. One of the older kids manages to keep the younger kids away and distracted, while the teenagers help you.

    5 hours in, and the paramedic's finally arrive- just as you're starting to push! You give birth to the twins, who are, luckily, very healthy and fully developed. The biggest shock to you was that after you thought it was all over, you felt the need to push again! So, you did. And seven minutes later, you welcomed another baby to the world - TRIPLETS!

    The triplets were all fine and had nothing wrong with them. They're all girls. You named the triplets Viola Jane Callaghan, Rebecca Faye Callaghan and Hattie Ramona Callaghan.

    With 4 of your own kids, and 11 fosters, you don't think you can take any more, that's 15 kids! But, you and your big heart to decide to just take in one more. Only one. When the triplets are 1, and your daughter is 2 and a half, you bring a small, shy little girl into the house, her name is Sadie Reba Maguire and she's 7. Both of her parents were killed when some reckless teenagers broke into their house and shot both of her parents. Since then, she hasn't talked as much as she used to.

    You decide, after a long and thoughtful thinking, that you're going to adopt all of the foster children! You've grown attached to all 12 of them, and you love them like they're your own children, and you're own kids treat them like siblings. You haven't heard from your husband in over a year, so you just take over everything and sign the adoption agreements!

    You now have 15 kids! Name your family:

    Maddie Rose Furlong-Callaghan (18)
    Katie-Rae Hannah Wiltshire-Callaghan, Jr. (18)
    Don Alec McTaggart-Callaghan (15)
    Cameron Rex Wiltshire-Callaghan (15)
    Max Aiden Furlong-Callaghan (14)
    Brendan Luke Wiltshire-Callaghan (12)
    Denver George McTaggart-Callaghan (11)
    Dottie Roxane McTaggart-Callaghan (8)
    Dayna Abigail Riley-Callaghan (8)
    Sadie Reba Maguire-Callaghan (7)
    Dwayne Lionel McTaggart-Callaghan (4)
    Georgette Lou Callaghan (2, Biological)
    Viola Jane Callaghan (1, Biological)
    Rebecca Faye Callaghan (1, Biological)
    Hattie Ramona Callaghan (1, Biological)
    Emmylou, Erica, Rydel, Brinlie, Maia, Georgia, Finley, Kambree

    Keegan, Riker, Ross, Luke, Ryan, Ellington, Shor, Ashton


    Teenberry, R5er, and I like buying stuff with my name on it.

    Love, Kaylee Mary.

  4. #12
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    Your name is Sadie Grace Sinclair and you are 25 years old. You live in a large house with your husband, Thompson Joel Sinclair, in Portland, Maine. You and your husband met when you were teenagers in a group care home. It was tough growing up and being moved to and from different houses every 6 or so months, but when you're in the system, you never leave. Both you and your husband know what it's like to live in someone's home where they have their own kids and don't pay any attention to the fosters, and neither of you want that to happen to many others. So, you both decided to become foster parents. Seeing as you have a large house with many empty bedrooms and no kids of your own, you thought it would be a good idea, and hopefully it would be the last foster home for all the children who come to stay.

    The first group of children to come are two siblings, a brother and a sister. The girl is 15, her name is Phoebe Michelle and she is the quiet sibling, she comes off as rude at first, but once she realizes you're not there to hurt her or criticize her, she begins to open up to you. The boy is 11, and his name is Nathan Thomas, he's quite energetic and friendly, but nothing like his older sister. They both have hazel eyes, but Phoebe has light brown hair, and Nathan has dirty blonde hair.

    A week after the first two have settled in, you get a phone call from Linda Savage, the social worker. You find out that an old friend of yours, Devyn Elizabeth Michaels, had recently died from a drug overdose, and left her three children in her wake. The social worker pleads you to take in the children, because you knew their mother, and you just can't so no. Just two days later, you have five kids in the house.

    Your friend had three kids, two boys and a girl. The girl is the eldest, being 14 and her name is Callie-Anne *Callie*, the eldest boy is 12, and called Judson Patrick and the youngest is 9 and his name is Seaton Milo. All three of them have bad attitudes and tend to argue over the smallest things, and according to the social worker, their fights get a bit physical sometimes. You and your husband knew it was going to be tough, but you were willing to try it. Callie ends up rooming with Phoebe, the first girl you fostered, and it turns out they are very alike, and they immediately get along. All three of the boys get along nicely and all have something in common with each other.

    Your husband thinks that instead of taking in another foster child just yet, maybe you should try for your own. Of course, you've always wanted your own kids, but you don't want the foster kids to think that you're having a baby to get rid of them all. You decide against it, for now. But, a few weeks later, you've woken yourself up early in the morning, needing to throw up. At first, you think it's just a stomach bug, but as it continues to happen every morning, you end up having to take a home pregnancy test. And it turns out positive.

    You tell your husband and he is ecstatic! You decide to tell the kids when they get home from school, and they're all happy for you and your husband, but one of the girls, Phoebe, is quite upset about it. You go to talk to her about it and find out why she was so upset. She tells you that in her last foster house, they had to leave because the foster mother got pregnant, and she didn't want the stress of other kids around. You made sure to tell her that none of them will be going anywhere, at least until they get adopted, and your house will be their last house in the system.

    One week after finding out you are pregnant, you get a phone call. Once again, it was from the social worker. She was looking for a nice home for a young girl who had no where else to go. She had been to so many different homes, and her last resort was either go to a group home, which is where she will be until she's 18, or find a new foster family with other foster kids, who will make her feel welcome. You can't say no.

    A day later, the little girl arrived. She had long, blonde hair down to her waist, her fringe pinned back by a silver alice band, and piercing blue eyes. Her name is Aubree Jodelle *Bree*, and she's only 5 years old, the youngest of all the kids, so far. She's a little sweetheart who does everything she's told. She never whines or whinges and she gets along with everyone. She's very quiet though.

    As your pregnancy carried on, you decided that it was time to decorate the baby's room. You, your husband and all 6 of the kids get straight into it. You painted the room a crisp white and put a green dotted border around the middle. With some pink and blue paint, you got all of the kids to dip their hands into the pot and make a hand print on the wall and write their names underneath their own hand. You and your husband did this as well, but with a little message as well as your names.

    9 months later, you give birth to a healthy baby boy! You name him Elliot Matthew *Leo*. You instantly fell in love with your son, and all of the kids adore him. You feel complete with all of them there, like a proper family. That's when you start to get ideas.

    When your son is 7 months old, you decide to take in a few more kids. You contacted the social worker and sorted out some arrangements, and just a few minutes later, you were off to collect 4 more kids.

    When you get to the police station, where the kids were dropped off, you notice the dramatic age difference between them. There had to be at least 9 years between the oldest and the youngest sibling. There are 3 boys and a girl. The oldest boy, Wyatt Anthony, is 13, he's just recently made the transition from child to teenager, and is quite moody, not that you're not used to having moody teenagers in the house. The second boy is 9, soon to be 10, and his name is Mercer Colin. He's a very smart boy, and is told to be very helpful around the house. The girl, Hazel Beatrice, is 6, with layered brown hair and bright green eyes, her name suits her rather well. The youngest out of the 4, Truman Joshua, is 2.

    The new kids mother had recently died in a car crash. Their father was driving the car, but he ended up surviving it with just a few cuts and bruises. The people in the other car weren't as fortunate as he was, they were all killed in the crash. Their father was then arrested for man slaughter. Only the teenage understands what happened, and he doesn't want any of his siblings to know until they're older.

    Now, with a pretty full house, 10 foster children and 1 of your own, your husband thinks it's best if there's no more kids for a while. But, just as he said that, you thought it was the right time to announce that you're pregnant again. You don't know what he's going to say, but you hope that it's good. At first, he's a little bit annoyed, but when you tell him that it's twins, he gets up and leaves. He didn't return that night. Or the night after. Or the night after that.

    7 months into your pregnancy, you go into early labour, but your husband isn't there to take care of you. All you have is a bunch of teenagers and kids who have no idea what to do. Of course, they called the ambulance straight away, but with the amount of traffic, it was going to take quite a while for them to get there. One of the older kids manages to keep the younger kids away and distracted, while the teenagers help you.

    5 hours in, and the paramedic's finally arrive- just as you're starting to push! You give birth to the twins, who are, luckily, very healthy and fully developed. The biggest shock to you was that after you thought it was all over, you felt the need to push again! So, you did. And seven minutes later, you welcomed another baby to the world - TRIPLETS!

    The triplets were all fine and had nothing wrong with them. You named them Jonah David *Joey* & Maxwell Douglas *Max* & August Daniel *Augie*.

    With 4 of your own kids, and 11 fosters, you don't think you can take any more, that's 15 kids! But, you and your big heart to decide to just take in one more. Only one. When the triplets are 1, and your son is 2 and a half, you bring a small, shy little girl into the house, her name is Maisie Alyssa and she's 7. Both of her parents were killed when some reckless teenagers broke into their house and shot both of her parents. Since then, she hasn't talked as much as she used to.

    You decide, after a long and thoughtful thinking, that you're going to adopt all of the foster children! You've grown attached to all 12 of them, and you love them like they're your own children, and you're own kids treat them like siblings. You haven't heard from your husband in over a year, so you just take over everything and sign the adoption agreements!

    You now have 16 kids! Name your family
    Sadie with
    18 - Phoebe
    17 - Callie
    15 - Judson
    15 - Wyatt
    14 - Nathan
    12 - Seaton
    11 - Mercer
    8 - Bree
    8 - Hazel
    7 - Maisie
    6 - Truman
    2 - Leo
    1 - Joey & Max & Augie
    Current Favorites:
    Bay, Isabeau *Iso*, Lux, Phoebe, Vada
    Barrett, Grayer, Judson, Rockwell *Wells*, Solomon *Solo*

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