Another event this week
by GinafishToday is my in-laws 34th wedding anniversary. One result of this marriage is my husband, so I’m grateful to them for getting their groove on with each other. 
They were both married before and had children with other spouses so my in-law count includes four sisters-in-law and a brother-in-law, and one more brother-in-law married into the family as I am. So growing up, six kids in one house.
Larger families have very…shall we say…interesting dynamics. I have one sister. So we either liked each other or didn’t growing up. With larger family’s, you get ‘camps’. This one’s on the outs with everyone, and these two are always together, and the older ones dote on (or ignore) the younger ones. There’s just so much going on at any given time. This happens with original and blended families.
A blended family just gets really confusing when drawing up the family tree.
There are countless households in the world. So I propose something radical, but also tried and true. Let’s go back to arranged marriages. Yeah, yeah, this is America, freedom of choice, blah blah blah.
We really don’t want our kids growing up, making the same mistakes we did. Whether it was a poor choice of lover, or an awful marriage partner? When I reflect on my young 20s, I can recall all the boyfriends my parents didn’t like, did like, and how often they were correct in their assumptions when it came down to the matter of character.
Even match.com would work if the parents could review the choices picked by ‘the system’ before sending their children out on first dates.
Yep, I know it’s not practical. Or even really…Really advisable. So I guess I’ll just have to convert to Catholicism so my kids can become a priest and nun.
