Seriously, fast forward about 10 more years and the kids are going to start asking, “Mommy? Daddy? Did you have to get married because I was a mistake?” And then Ang and Bra will have to tell them that either Angie ate extra spicy food when she was pregnant with some of them and that’s why they don’t look like the rest…or they’ll just go with the typical, “The stork got waaaaaay lost and we just figured, eh why the hell not, you can stay!”
Oh, and leave it to OK Magazine to group the kids in the cover shot. Whites to the left and non-whites to the right. That’s nice. Not stereotypical and/or racist at all. Sometimes I wish I was like Pax so that I could sue the hell out them. And by “them” I mean “Brad and Angie.” I call her Angie because I think we’re friends.