Synopsis: Jamie Grover's parents are always around and not letting her have ANY space. She wishes for just a couple days without their constant attention. She gets her wish. Her mother has quintuplets. Being the first in their state, they become famous. Mother and Father get caught up in the fame and Jamie has to bring them back down to reality.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family
Director(s): Bill Corcoran
Production: Disney Channel Productions
  2 nominations.
83 min



Pretty Cool, Huh?

In A Word...

That's A Lot Of Babies.

The Grover Family?


I'm Jamie Grover,

Part Of The Grover Family.

What A Weird Coincidence.

Ok, So It's Not A Coincidence.

You See, This Is My Story.

And, Yeah,

It's One Of Those

Girl Finds Herself

Even Though She Didn't Know

She Was Lost Stories.

But I Promise You,

It's Not Gonna Be Lame,

And It's Not

Gonna Be Boring. Ok?

Oh, And For The Record,

I'm Not One Of The Quints.

I'm Their Older Sister.

And To Really Understand

My Story,

We Need To Go Back

To Last January,

Before My Brothers

And Sisters Arrived.

Sound Good?


You Know, We're Gonna

Get Along Just Fine.

That's My Dad,

Jim Grover.

And No, He's Not Doing

My Homework.

He's Doing His Own.

Dad's Taking Classes.

A College Degree Leads

To One More Promotion,

At Least In Dad's

Big Plan.

See, Dad Believes You Should

Always Try To Improve Yourself,

Never Rest

On What You've Got.


He's A Lousy Student.

Still, A Plan Is A Plan,

And Yes, Dad Always

Has A Plan.

Oh, And That's Mom,

Nancy Grover.

She Publishes

A Little Town Paper,

And, Well, There's No Nice

Way To Say This,

But She's A Tiny Bit


But Still, We're Used To It.




Ah, We Meet Again.

Oh, Did You See

The Fridge, By The Way?

Shrine To Me.

Anyway, I Remember This Day.

And You Don't Need To See

What Happened Next

To Understand My Story,

So Let's Just Move On, Ok?

Now, Please. Now.

Fine. Let's Just

Show You Where I Live.

That's More Like It.

This Is My House.

And It Looks Like 90%

Of The Houses Here In Milford.

Oh, And For Those Of You

Who Aren't So Quick,

Milford Is My Home Town.

So Let's Take A Peek At It,

Shall We?

Here We Go.

That's Downtown.

You Got Your Bank,

Grocery Store,

A Couple Of Restaurants,

And The Ice-Cream Parlor.

But The One Thing

That Makes Milford Famous

Is Just A Block

To The East.

Ok, So That's

Not Really There.

Just Making Sure

You're With Me.

Next Stop...

Yep. School.

But Don't Worry.

This Isn't One

Of Those Scary Stories.

See? High School Is Great.

Now Come On Inside

With Me And My Best

Friends Zoe And Brad.

[School Bell Rings]

Come On!

My School Is Pretty Much

The Same As Most Schools.

Every Day Is Like

Going To The Circus.

Oh, There Goes

My Math Teacher.

I'm Telling You,

This Place Is Really Great.


I Lied.

Hey, I Can Dream,

Can't I?

Anyway...The Truth Is,

My School's

Like Any Other School.

There Are No Circus Clowns

Or Acrobats Or--

Ooh, Hi, Jessica--

Or No--Ah, Eech--


Well, Unless You Count

The Gym Teacher, Mr. Brooks,

But That's

A Different Story.

Anyway, The Point Is,

I Have To Show You My School

Because I Have To Show You

Who I Was Back Then. Ok?

Here We Go.

[School Bell Rings]

We Want As!

Ha Ha. Not Bad.

One B-Plus

And 2 A-Minuses.

I Hate You.

Maybe You Should Take

My Card, Jamie.

It's All As.

That's Sweet,

But I Don't Believe

You'd Fool Her Parents.

You Know The Name Thing,

Male Versus Female?

Not Gonna Work.

Good Point.

Hey, Mr. Blackmer, Ready

For Art Club Tomorrow?

Indeed. And I Have Been

Supremely Busy

Whipping Up A 4-Course

Italian Meal

To Go With The Slides

I'll Be Showing

Of The Italian Masters'


Say, Why Don't

You Two Join Us?

Ahh. No Can Do.

I Gotta Work On

My Science Fair Project.

Ahh, Young DA Vinci,


Look, Everyone Has

Something That They

Love, Right?

And Science

Is Your Thing.

Anyway, Best Of Luck,

Jamie, Brad.

Oh, And, Zoe,

I Will See You

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