I am almost done being self-centered.

Three posts ago: I spend too much of Mass fretting about other people's choices. 
Two posts ago: I spend too much of life fretting about other people's choices. 
One post ago: my neighbors' catastrophe is about meeeeee. 
Today's post: my SIL's catastrophe is also about me. (I'm not really saying that, I promise.)

Hoo boy, isn't that an attractive list? I need to do some, like, recipe-blogging. Or cute kid pictures. Or something.

Tonight I have guardians on the brain. My SIL and her husband were our children's guardians. We need a new disaster plan now. 

It is a horrible question: who will watch over our children if we both die? Who might be willing to take them in and raise them in the faith and launch them into the world? This is a disadvantage of having a large family, because accepting responsibility for five kids is a whopping commitment. We discussed it for years before we settled on my SIL and her husband. Now what?

I'd love to hear some stories about how you chose a guardian for your kids. And by the way, the comments on those judgy posts are so helpful -- both the ones about being judgy and the ones about engaging in potentially judgeable behavior. Thanks again!