The Hiester Family in a nutshell - a big one, like a coconut or something

We are a family of a whole bunch of random people, thrown together in one small house, who all happen to look alike. Each member of our family was hand-picked by God... that's the only explanation for the saga that is our family. Here's the story from the beginning... My husband, Todd, was married before me. His wife's name was Carrie, and together they had 3 kids: Tyler, Kurstin & Elissa. Todd's parents were divorced and his mother remarried. Her new husband, Don, had 2 small children: Ally & Wesley. Their natural mother was killed in a car accident when they were 8 & 11. One year later, they lost their dad and Todd and Carrie took them into their home. 6 months after Ally & Wesley were added to the household, Carrie died of cancer at age 26. Her own children were 3, 6 & 9 and Ally & Wesley were 10 & 13. And Todd was alone with them. Think Lord of the Flies. So when I fell in love with Todd, I got these 5 kids as a bonus. We married about a year and a half into our relationship, with the kids as our wedding party. We made it all official with an adoption lawyer and lots of money, ensuring that we are LEGALLY their parents. They even had to take oaths saying they would perform the duties of sons and daughters, which I think means I have someone to change my diapers when the time comes! After 2 years of marriage we added Robben Carey to the mix. And now we've welcomed Livi Claire...the seventh, and final, Hiester kid (unless, of course, God has other plans). Todd and I are 37 and 35, respectively, and our kids range in age from 1 to 21. It's great because we're cool and always the youngest in a crowd of high school parents.

Monday, May 17, 2010

One Woman's Threat Is Another Woman's Compliment

A tale related by Tara Hiester:

The other day Tara was running around town (well, a couple of towns, actually) with multiple children in tow, some of which did not belong to her, when she received a phone call inquiring about her whereabouts. It was the mother of a birthday-child who had arrived at Tara's home to pick Sydney up and escort her to said birthday-child's party. Realizing her faux pas, Tara scrambled to purchase a gift (as she had forgotten about the party completely), raced home, readied Sydney, threw her back in the car and dragged her to the party... late. Upon seeing the chaos and upheaval the Forgotten Party created in his home, Chad proclaimed, "That's it! I'm calling Marianne! You need help; she's so organized... you need a system!" (or something to that effect)

Nobody tell Chad I forget things all the time. I prefer the pristine image he currently has of me :)
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  1. UnknownMay 17, 2010 at 10:58 PM

    That is so funny Marianne!!! I loved it. Made me laugh like crazy cause I could see this venture happening. I can just picture Tara's face(in shock) Lol.

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