So a relative was cleaning his place and found a list his wife had made.
The names of their next 10 children.
"Honeeeeeey!" I can only imagine the conversation after that. Did we talk about having 13 kids? Was I asleep for that conversation?
He owns his business so I suppose it will someday be called "David & Sons & Daughters & More Sons & More Daughters Landscaping."
Marrying Steph must have been like hitting the baby-lottery.