This troper's family on her father's side. My grandmother had eight children and now has twelve grandkids and one great-granddaughter, possibly with others on the way, as an older cousin of mine just got married (yesterday, in fact, as of this entry). My living aunts and uncles total fourteen, and we are forced to make up
Portmanteau Couple Names between the maiden names and the family names just so that we can tell each "tribe" apart in conversation. Everyone is rather eccentric and sometimes hard to deal with to some degree, since all the crazy relatives married people who are just as insane; old personal grudges and full-on underground family feuds are a fact of life, since everyone must have ''their'' way ''all the time''. My parents, thank goodness, are two of four stable members of the family, and my aunt summed it up best when she pulled my soon-to-be-wed future mother aside and said, "There are seventy-two relationships between the members of this family, and I am absolutely amazed that you have made every single one of them positive so far." (I don't know how accurate seventy-two is; however, I have no doubt that they, true to character, sat down and painstakingly figured that out once.) And yet, through all this, I am happy to report that through all these long years, a family of this size has remained extremely tight-knit, and we all love each other, each and every one of us.