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Nine Girls And Little Ole Me

Nine Girls And Little Ole Me

Life has many ups and downs

Personally more ups than downs

A happy long life with many more years

A bunch more smiles than frowns

Surely one of the fortunate ones

The genes were a very huge factor

Ten kids and us at a baseball game

In the bleachers, we had our own sector

Nine were girls and then li'l ole me

The talk of our little old burg

The Ellison's have finally produced a boy

Biggest news our town had heard

Dancing in the streets, parties all night

A celebrity at a tender young age

Predicted to be spoiled with all those girls

To fawn over this sweet wee babe

Turned out sweet, a stunning specimen

Can still bring it at eighty-one!

It's getting tougher and tougher, though

That's about it and I'm done!

Well that's my life in a nutshell, my friends

Unique I guess you could say

In this day and age of smaller families

Our story is rare nowadays

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RRG (Rebecca)

Awww Jack lol. This is cute. You didn't have to wear pink boots did you? :)

I come from a family of six and I'm the baby. 12 years separate me and my older siblings, so it kinda felt like I was all by myself. (probably explains my spoiled brat nickname) lol My ex-husband came from a family of seven and his mother was one in twenty... (bug eyes) Yes... twenty lol They had four sets of twins.GOOD GRIEF.Β 

Well I only just met you and I think your great. You bring a smile to me every day Jack... Thank you

Hugs and Blessings.

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Jack Ellison

YES! But the pink boots weren't too bad... it was the frilly skirts!!! lol Love Jack xxx

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sparrowsong

Hello Happy Jack...

It's a boy!

Finally!Β 

No hand me downs for you...

Great write...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsongΒ 

P.S. Good thing God makes...

Noodles...

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Jack Ellison

Yee Haw... FINALLY!!!

My daddy was my hero!!!! lol

Love ya Miss Sparrow...Β Happy Jack xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Kimmy Alan

9 sisters. A blessing and a curse.

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Jack Ellison

Always wished I hadΒ AT LEAST one bro!!! lol

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Deborah Evans

Aww Jack now i can understand the sensitive lovely sideΒ 
you have with women, with 9 sisters around
A lovely personal story from you but onlyΒ 
you could tell it as you have in your own caring loving way
so enjoyed this! Β Love n hugs DebsΒ Β 
Β 

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Jack Ellison

Sadly, only one left and little ole me... she's 88! One other lived to 94... I'm aiming for her record!!! Β lol Thank you dear Debs... love, Jacko xxx

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Georgina Richardson

This is a lovely piece my Jack. You must have longevity in your genes sweetie. I am one of five, two brothers and two sisters. So I know what it`s like to have a crowded house. I think that`s why I wanted a large family myself and went on to have six, four boys and two girls. That`s why I love Christmas when we all get together, there are a lot of us now!!

Love G xx

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Jack Ellison

You are such a sweetie, Miss Georgina!!! We are responsible for increasing the world population by 15... yeehaw! Christmas used to be such blast!!! Love you Georgie Girl!!! xxx

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