Lopez was married to Marc Anthony, and the couple have two kids, 15-year-old twins Maximilian and Emme. Affleck and his ex Jennifer Garner share three kids: Violet, 17, Seraphina, 14, and Samuel, 11.

Lopez, Garner, and Affleck now have a blended family they love and cherish. The “Hustlers” actress said most of their kids are now teens who prefer their independence to hanging out with their parents all the time.

However, Lopez loves how she, Garner, and Affleck have beautifully blended their families. Lopez said at 15, her twins are now developing their individual personalities and challenging everything she does and says. The actress added that she now just rides the waves with her kids.

Lopez also opened up about having more kids after she had her twins.

The “Selena” star also revealed that after she gave birth to Maximilian and Emme, she faced some postpartum challenges. Lopez noted that she was “feeling insecure and uncertain” about her body after giving birth and was trying to figure out how she could possibly get back to her previous body.

As most new moms are after giving birth, Lopez wasn’t so happy with her body. So, she called celebrity trainer Tracy Anderson, who helped her get back in shape. Over the years, Anderson has taught the actress to embrace and love every version of her body.

The actress praised Anderson while presenting her with the Outstanding Achievement in Fitness award at the Daytime Beauty Awards on October 1, 2023.

After Lopez and Affleck got together, people began asking if the two would have kids of their own. A source close to the two spoke out on the Lopez-Affleck baby possibility.

The Possibility of an Affleck-Lopez Child

Affleck and Garner have three kids, but the actress revealed in 2012 that her then-husband wanted more kids. However, Garner said she wasn’t anticipating having more kids as she hadn’t realized how much more work was needed to raise three kids.

Lopez also opened up about having more kids after she had her twins. The actress was engaged to her ex, Alex Rodriguez, when she discussed possibly having more kids. Lopez said she wanted to have more kids, especially if that was God’s plan for her. She added that she would try and was open to the idea.

However, when Affleck and Lopez got together, a close source revealed that the two did not want any kids together. They noted that the couple is past the part in their lives where they want new children. The insider also said Garner, Affleck, and Lopez were trying to make their blended family work.

So far, the trio co-parent amicably and have embraced each other’s kids in their lives. The idea that Lopez and Affleck could have new kids would have made their fans happy, but the two are happy with their blended families and are enjoying their lives together.

In a touching tribute, Meri Brown posted a photo of Robert Garrison Brown during his time in the National Guard, accompanied by a poignant caption: “Our family is deeply saddened to announce the loss of our beautiful boy, Robert Garrison Brown. He was a bright spot in the lives of all who knew him.” She added, “Garrison, you are loved and will be missed! 💙💙”

The family asked for privacy as they mourn the loss of one of their beloved children. This tragic news has deeply affected the Brown family, who are the stars of the TLC show “Sister Wives,” which follows the lives of a polygamist family. In January of the last year, Meri Brown spoke candidly about her relationship with Kody, addressing misconceptions and stating her stance with remarkable clarity and strength:

She shared that a month before her post, a publication had reported that she and Kody and confirmed the end of their relationship. However, the report was inaccurate. She shared, “The information, content, and timing was inaccurate and was based on a highly edited version of events that had been filmed months prior. In the months since the taping of those interviews, Kody and I have had many open and honest discussions that have led to our announcement today.”

Meri shared that there was still much of her truth that she needed to share, and that she would in due time, but at the moment of posting she was at peace and held no ill feelings toward Kody. She affirmed, “I am not, and pray that I never will be, in a place where I will enjoy making, or seeing you make, rude and demeaning comments about him. You likely will have a range of emotions and opinions at this news and want to offer comments. In doing so, please be considerate of the fact that we are real people, with real lives, and real emotions.”

She also asked that her fans refrain from congratulating her on the dissolution of her marriage as she valued the relationship she and Kody had shared for years and wanted to step into the new chapter of her life with power, kindness, and grace. She asked that her fans do so with her.

Furthermore, a significant revelation came from a clip of the show aired in October last year, where Robert shared his achievements and the estrangement from his father, Kody, with his siblings. Robert disclosed that since he had last spoken to his father, he had bought a house, gotten into school, and bought the car he longed for which his father told him not to purchase.

He added that Kody didn’t know of these milestones because “he [didn’t] care to.” In contrast, Kody mentioned he had reached out to both Robert and his brother, Gabriel, but was met with disinterest in engaging with him. He shared that both of his sons and had blocked him out of their lives.

As previously reported on March 6:

In an unexpected and heartbreaking turn of events, the world of reality TV mourns the loss of Garrison Brown, the 25-year-old son of “Sister Wives” stars Kody and Janelle Brown. Garrison’s untimely death has sparked a wave of controversy and blame directed towards his father, with many fans and followers expressing their grievances and pointing fingers at him for his son’s demise.

Garrison—one of the six children Kody shares with Janelle, including Logan, Maddie, Hunter, Gabriel, and Savanah Brown—was remembered by fans as someone who deeply yearned for his father’s attention and love. This sentiment was echoed in the comments section of an Instagram post that Kody made last year about his divorce from one of his wives, Meri Brown.

People left messages like, “You could have prevented this…” and “He JUST needed LOVE from a father. RIP Garrison 🙏🏻.” Others accused Kody of neglect, stating, “He probably did it to finally get your attention!!!! I was literally horrified when I saw him on TV begging for you to phone him and you continued to ignore him and blame him 💔💔💔💔,” and “Hope you feel the weight of this!!!! The guilt you will have!”

The collective outcry from the public underlines a deep-seated belief that Kody’s actions, or lack thereof, significantly contributed to Garrison’s tragic end.

The root of this blame seems to stem from a history of perceived neglect and favoritism within the Brown family. Last year, Garrison’s mother recalled her children’s feelings of inequality in their relationship with Kody and mentioned how they felt sidelined by him as he appeared to favor other members of their polygamous family.

“They felt like he was choosing one family over another,” Janelle shared, shedding light on the deep-seated issues within their family dynamic.

In a TLC video published in October last year, where the Brown family was discussing Kody’s relationships with his children, she further explained, “I can observe that Kody seems to have trouble relating to his older children, and he seems to dote on the younger children, and when my children were younger,[…] his guidance mattered to them […] Now, because they question it a little bit, I think it might be harder for Kody to feel like he’s respected.”

This narrative was further highlighted when the same video showed a clip of Garrison Brown discussing his life achievements, like buying a home and car, all of which Kody seemed unaware of or uninterested in. In response to these portrayals, Kody claimed he had reached out to his sons on two occasions, and expressed his belief that Garrison and his brother Gabriel were not interested in engaging with him.

The Brown family patriarch also previously spoke about feeling “powerless” as a father figure and admitted that his family had begun to “unravel” due to their inability to work through differences and varying perspectives.

As the Brown family navigates through this difficult time, the dialogue surrounding Garrison’s death raises important questions about the responsibilities of parenthood, the challenges of growing up in a divided household, and the impact of reality TV and fame on personal relationships. The young adult’s passing has left a void in the hearts of many, including his family, friends, and fans around the world.

Robert Garrison Brown, known affectionately to the public as one of the bright young faces on the hit TLC series “Sister Wives,” has died, leaving a community in mourning and a family grappling with an unimaginable void.

The Flagstaff Police Department, responding to a distressing call on the morning of March 5, 2024, arrived at Robert’s residence to a tragic scene. The 25-year-old, who had established his independence with his own home after moving away from his family, was found deceased.

Lieutenant Charles M. Hernandez II of the Flagstaff Police Department disclosed that Robert’s younger brother, Gabriel, age 22, made the heart-wrenching discovery. The preliminary investigation suggests a self-inflicted gunshot wound, with no indication of foul play. As the Flagstaff PD continues their meticulous investigation, the absence of any apparent foul play leads them to approach this as an apparent suicide.-

Robert’s journey on “Sister Wives” commenced in 2010, at the inception of the series. Viewers were introduced to the polygamous family, with Robert’s father, Kody Brown, at the helm, married to multiple wives, including Robert’s mother, Janelle Brown. The show not only captured the dynamics of Kody’s relationships but also highlighted the upbringing and lives of the Brown children, with Robert becoming a familiar, endearing fixture.

The recent years saw changes in the Brown family dynamic, including the divorce of Janelle and Kody in the previous year. Despite the changes, the children’s bond throughout the adversity remained resolute. The children often posted one another on social media, with Robert being no exception.

Robert’s passage into adulthood was marked by a commendable interest in serving his country. Initially aspiring to join the Army, Robert found his calling with the National Guard, a commitment that spoke volumes of his character and his desire to contribute to something greater than himself.

TLC, home to the series that chronicled Robert’s upbringing and his family’s unique lifestyle, released a statement expressing their devastation at the news of Robert’s passing. The network extended their deepest sympathies and heartfelt condolences to the Brown family during this extraordinarily painful time.

Janelle shared poignant photos of her son on Instagram during his time of service, her words painting a portrait of a mother’s love and a tribute to a life cut tragically short. “Kody and I are deeply saddened to announce the loss of our beautiful boy Robert Garrison Brown,” her caption read. “He was a bright spot in the lives of all who knew him. His loss will leave such a big hole in our lives that it takes our breath away. We ask that you please respect our privacy and join us in honoring his memory.”

In a solemn acknowledgment of their bereavement, Robert’s family chose his own Instagram platform to communicate the news. A statement read, “Our beloved brother/son Robert (aka Garrison) passed late last night. We appreciate the love and support from all those who have given it.” It concluded with a plea for privacy during their time of profound grief.

Just as Bob thanked destiny for giving him such a wonderful wife and two adorable kids, fate struck him with a painful blow. The 41-year-old, who had been married to his wife Sarah for nine years, ended up raising their twin daughters Kara and Christie alone.

Sarah came clean about her long-time affair with another man and left Bob to care for them on his own. But that wasn’t all…

“Is your ‘other man’ their father? How could you do this to me, Sarah? Tell me the truth….” Bob had argued, and Sarah’s reply shattered him.

She admitted Kara and Christie were not Sarah’s affair partner’s children. They were born to another man with whom she had an affair two years after marrying Bob.

When Bob asked her why she cheated on him, she said: “Because you scavenge the dumpsters for a living, and I’m ashamed to say you’re my husband. I want a rich life which you cannot afford.”

On his seventh birthday, Bob gifted Sam a book. “What is this, daddy?” Sam asked. “It feels so strange to touch.”

Bob was shattered. He thought he’d been living a perfect life with Sarah, but it took him nine long years to realize his wife, who he worshipped and loved, was not pleased with him. Bob could not see his daughters the same way again, but at the same time, he knew he could not live without them.

“Are you taking the children with you?” he asked Sarah the day they divorced.

“Why would I take the kids with me when I’m going to marry someone else? You can raise them if you want because their biological father died years ago,” she said without hesitation. Then she left, and Bob never saw her again.

Bob could not come to terms with the truth that his wife was gone, but he pulled himself together to raise his daughters. He felt this was what fate wanted him to do.

He battled against all odds to make his daughters happy. He believed they were his world, knowing little there was going to be a new addition soon.

One day, Bob found an abandoned baby boy crying near one of the dumpsters he picked garbage from. “A baby?” he exclaimed and approached the little one.

He looked around and saw nobody was there. He leaned and checked the baby’s carrier and found a note that read: “To whoever finds this blind baby, please take care of him.”

Bob was startled. “How could someone do this to an infant?” He picked the baby up and cradled him. The baby kept crying and wriggled his tender hands to feel the person holding him. He kicked and screamed.

Bob calmed the child down and took him home to feed him some warm milk before calling child services. “I found him by the dumpster,” he told the authorities.

Later, the baby boy was taken to the hospital, and his blindness was confirmed. Bob’s heart went out to the helpless little child, and decided to adopt him. “If I can raise two daughters by myself, I can certainly raise him too,” he thought.

Six months later, Bob legally adopted the baby and took him home. “He’s your new baby brother, Sam…What do you think?!” he introduced the baby to his daughters.

Bob was initially skeptical about the challenges he’d have to face. He knew Sam would need special care and attention due to his blindness, so he did his best to help Sam feel loved.

Seven years had passed when Bob discovered the boy had a special interest.

“….And then the princess escaped from the tower….” Bob would read bedtime stories to a giggling Sam, who would use his imagination to picture the beautiful princess trapped in a huge tower and a handsome prince secretly meeting her every night. Sam loved listening to such bedtime stories and never slept without one.

On his seventh birthday, Bob gifted Sam a book. “What is this, daddy?” Sam asked. “It feels so strange to touch.”

“It’s a Braille book. You must feel the raised dots and slowly follow them with your fingers. They will help you read and learn,” replied Bob, who patiently trained Sam to use the book in the weeks that came.

Every two months, Bob bought a few Braille books for Sam. They were expensive, so Bob would cut down on several expenses to afford them for his son.

Twenty years passed, and Sam could read and write fluently by then. He decided to help blind people and started a small publishing house. Bob helped him with the essential equipment needed to get things started, using the money he had saved for his daughters’ weddings.

With time, Sam’s business started to pick up. His newfound success meant he could change his family’s living conditions and still be able to serve society.

After three years, Sam was the owner of a huge publishing house that specifically helped blind people to read and write. His business fetched him a turnover of millions. He bought a huge mansion with his first million and moved in with his adoptive dad and sisters.

Despite not being Bob’s biological son, Sam made him proud in every way possible. He knew he was adopted and often said during interviews: “Parents are not those who give birth to us but those who raise us. My own parents didn’t want me. They saw me as a burden. I thank destiny for helping me find a loving father who helped me see the world through his eyes. Bob is my father and will always be. I’m proud to be his son!”

Gina Halloran was having one of the worse, darkest days of her life. Her mother had passed away three months before, and when she’d told her boyfriend that she was pregnant, he’d told her he wasn’t ready to be a father. She was going to be a single mom like her mother.

He had suggested that Gina terminate her pregnancy, but she’d refused. Now she stood outside a second-hand furniture store, her hand pressed to her rounded belly staring at a cradle, feeling lonelier than she had ever felt in her life before. “I’m alone,” she whispered, and a tear trickled down her cheek.

Just then she felt a tiny flutter in her belly, a slow surge against her hand and she smiled. She wasn’t alone, and she had her baby to think of! Raising her head resolutely she walked into the second-hand furniture store.

“Hello Mr. Torrance,” she said with a smile, “Did you get any more cradles coming in since the last time I was in?”

The store owner smiled back and gestured enthusiastically. “Yes! Come to the back, I had a beautiful cradle come in yesterday. I set it aside for you. I know you don’t like the modern ones!”

Gina followed the man and there in the back of the store was a wooden rocking cradle, delicately carved, like something out of a faerytale. “Oh it’s beautiful, Mr. Torrance!” she cried, then her face fell, “But can I afford it?”

A strange expression crossed Mr. Torrance’s face. For a moment Gina wondered if he was as nice as he’d seemed, or if he was going to make some unpleasant demand.

But Mr. Torrance’s smile was back. “My dear, you can have it for $50!”

Gina gasped. “Are you sure? But… The one in the window is just plain pine and it’s $200…”

Mr.Torrance nodded. “Oh, I’m letting you have it for the price I paid my dear because I know it’s not easy being alone and expecting a baby. Just clean it properly, OK?”

So Gina went home delighted, and when Mr.Torrance’s employees delivered her cradle that afternoon she was over the moon. That night, after her dinner, she started cleaning the cradle, brushing away the dust, and oiling the dark wood lovingly.

It was while she was oiling the wood that she felt something odd under her fingers on the headboard. She stooped and saw a small arrow carefully carved on the headboard, where the mattress would hide it, a downward pointing arrow,

Gina ran her hand under the cradle and t felt something, something that crinkled under her probing fingers. Carefully Gina turned the cradle upside down. Under it was taped a very old envelope.

Gina opened the envelope and found inside two keys. And folded inside the envelope, Gina found a map of the town, and a red circle was carefully drawn over one particular house.

As she turned over the map, she noticed some words printed in bold letters: “Use it in good health and happiness.” A treasure map? Gina felt excitement surge through her.

She could use a treasure! Gina had a job, but her boss had already told her that she would have to start looking for another as soon as her baby was born. Gina looked at the map again. “I’m going!” she said to herself, “Right now!”

Picking up her cell phone Gina called an Uber and typed in the street name and number on the map. Half an hour later she was standing outside the doors of an imposing-looking Victorian mansion.

Gina took out one of the keys she’d found in the envelope and walked up to the front door. The key slid in easily and turned with a click. The door swung open and Gina walked in.

She tried the light switch in the hall and light-flooded down from a beautiful old-fashioned chandelier. The house was beautiful! Dazzled Gina walked from room to room. The house needed some loving attention, but it was incredible!

Gina walked up the ornate staircase and started exploring the top floor. There, in a room that was clearly a nursery, she was stunned to see a cradle exactly like hers, and above it a family portrait.

Gina looked up at the smiling faces of a man and a woman holding two little boys, as alike as two peas in a pod. “Twins!” she cried, “They had twins!” Kneeling down she started examining the second cradle.

She blew away the dust and saw on the headboard another arrow, and this time it pointed upwards. “Up?” she wondered aloud, “In the attic? The ceiling?” As she raised her head she found herself staring at the portrait again.

Quick as a flash, Gina was on her feet and taking down the old portrait. Behind it was a green iron safe with an ornate keyhole. Trembling, Gina took out the second key and opened the heavy door.

Inside was a thick envelope, and a brown paper parcel. Gina opened the envelope with trembling fingers. It contained the deeds to the house, and in her name! She read the attached note:

“My dear Gina,” it read, “Please restore the house, and make it into a happy home again. Please keep the cradles and the old photos, they are precious family heirlooms, and yours by right.”

“Mine by right?” Gina wondered aloud, as she reached for the heavy parcel. When she opened it she was amazed to find neat bundles of $100 bills, more money than she had ever seen in her life before.

She was rich, she had a home. Gina cupped her baby bump tenderly. “Somebody loves us, baby, we are not alone!” Gina was packing everything back into the safe when she saw the photo.

It was an old-fashioned polaroid, and it showed a boy and a girl, smiling broadly, their arms around each other in front of a Ferris wheel. In her arms, the girl held a soft toy Gina recognized.

It was her mother’s teddy bear, and the smiling joyful girl was her mother! Could the boy be her father? But how was this all possible? The old cradle must have been meant for her and her alone — which meant that Mr. Torrance was in on the mystery.

The next day, after depositing the money in her bank account, Gina went to talk to Mr.Torrance. At first, he hadn’t wanted to tell her anything, but at last, he admitted it. “A man came to my store, a private detective, and told me to sell you the cradle.” Mr. Torrance blushed and confessed, “He paid me $1000…”

Gina made Mr. Torrance give her the detective’s business card, and the next day she marched into his office and demanded to speak to the person who had hired him.

Three days later Gina was sitting opposite an older version of the boy from the photo. “I’m sorry Gina,” he said sadly. “I loved your mother so much, but my parents wanted me to marry a rich girl.

“I was just 18, and when they found out we were in love, they sent me away to France to study. I couldn’t refuse them anything. You see, my twin brother had died, and I was all they had…”

“My mother was 16,” Gina said, “Pregnant and alone!”

Gina’s father bent his head. “I didn’t know about the baby, about you until I received a letter from your mother six months ago. I’ve been living in Europe, and after my parents died, I never returned to the States. I came back now, for you.”

Gina asked: “But why the mystery, why didn’t you call me?”

Gina’s father said sadly: “I thought you wouldn’t want to see me, for abandoning you and your mother. I thought you’d hate me…”

“I need you,” Gina said, “I have no one else. I think we need each other.” Over the next few months, Gina and her father got to know each other and became good friends.

AT her next ultrasound, Gina received amazing news: she was expecting twins! She ended up using both the cradles and her father regained his lost family through her two little boys.

“Ugh, that was a long drive,” Stephanie said to herself while exiting her car and stretching her arms above her head. It was an eight-hour drive from Denver, Colorado to Utah, and it had been hard. She could have flown there, but she wanted to take her car in case there was something she wanted from the house.

She was there to clean, oversee some repairs, and get her late parents’ house on the market for sale. When her father died years earlier, Stephanie took her mother to Denver with her. But the older woman died recently, and it was time to sell their abandoned house.

Stephanie knew it would need tons of improvement before it could be listed, but she was ready. Luckily, real estate prices rose in the area, and it should fetch a reasonable price once it was ready.

Opening the trunk of her car, she grabbed her bags and went to the porch. It took a bit of force, but she managed to finally jingle the keys enough to open the front door.

The ambiance was terrible. There was a stale smell in the air, cobwebs, and dirt. But at least all the furniture had been covered in blankets to protect them.

It looked like the fridge was on and working perfectly for some reason. “Mom must have left the fridge on. The power bill must be astronomical,” she said to herself, wondering why the power company hadn’t cut it off. But she would worry about that later.

She decided to take out the new blankets she had brought with her and replace the ones in her old bedroom. If she was going to stay there for some time, she needed fresh new sheets on her bed, which looked pretty enticing afterward. So she lay there for a second and fell asleep quickly.

She woke up a few hours later feeling groggy. Something had woken her up. There was a small cry coming from somewhere. But where? she wondered, and suddenly, a loud thump made her look toward the ceiling.

Obviously, old houses creaked every once in a while, but this was different. Something or someone was up there. Although she was fearful, Stephanie had to investigate. Grabbing a flashlight from her bag, she went upstairs quickly to check things out.

“Hello?” she asked into the air, hoping nothing would answer her as she walked into the attic. “Is there someone here?”

There were boxes and even more cobwebs around, and she could barely see anything. But she moved her flashlight around, and suddenly a face looked at her directly with wide eyes.

“AH!” she screamed, and a baby started crying.

“HELLO! WHO’S THERE?” she bellowed.

“Hush, please. I’m here. I’m here,” a woman’s voice suddenly said.

Stephanie finally found the light switch and turned on the lightbulb in the middle of the attic. Sitting in one corner, she saw a woman holding a crying baby in her arms.

“Who are you?” she asked, still breathless from being frightened.

“I’m Sarah. Please, I don’t mean any harm. But please, don’t yell again,” the woman begged.

“Well, you did scare me. Hi, Sarah. What are you doing here?” Stephanie asked, lowering her voice to avoid disturbing the baby once again.

Sarah stood up from her place in the corner and approached Stephanie. “It’s a long story, but I basically invaded this house when my loser ex-boyfriend kicked me out,” Sarah explained, trying to sound funny.

“Oh.”

“I saw this place, and no one was inside. I’ve been living here for a while,” Sarah continued.

“So you must have turned on the fridge?” Stephanie wondered.

“Yes, luckily, the electricity is still working just fine.”

“Well, good. Come down. I don’t mean no harm either,” Stephanie offered kindly.

Downstairs, Stephanie surveyed the kitchen and found a couple of teabags. They were old, but they would work. Sarah sat opposite her after leaving the baby in another room to sleep peacefully.

They talked for a long time. Sarah told Stephanie everything about her life and how it had gone downhill, especially after the birth of her baby. Her boyfriend threw her out because apparently, he didn’t like babies anymore, and she had nowhere else to go. Stephanie nodded, understanding the woman’s predicament.

“I’ll leave tomorrow morning,” Sarah said.

Stephanie shook her head. “No, no. You can stay here. But I have an offer for you. I need to clean this house and get it up to code because I’m selling it. How about you help me out? I can pay you a bit, and you can stay in one of the rooms with the baby,” she offered.

“That’s too generous,” Sarah breathed, her eyes watering.

“It’s not, really. There’s a lot of work to be done here,” she replied and laughed. Sarah joined in her merriment.

Over the next month, Sarah helped her get the house ready. She was also good at repairs, especially plumbing, which saved Stephanie tons of money. Afterward, she got a remote job that allowed her to earn from home while helping Stephanie get everything ready.

However, when the house was ready, Stephanie decided to rent it out to Satah. She realized that she didn’t want to sell her parents’ home and trusted Sarah completely. She went back to Denver, and Sarah paid her promptly every month.