The gist of the story is this: singer Brooke White (a.k.a. Sally) is married to a former Air Force pilot turned professor. They have a ginormous house and are very selfish and can't be bothered to do things like cook. However, Sally's bestie was in the Peace Corps and she and her husband adopted a bunch of kids from different parts of the world, Brangelina-style. And then the bestie up and dies in some sort of accident, and using her best judgment, Tessie (said BFF) ill advisedly put Sally down as one of the possible guardians for her children. Even though Brooke apparently hasn't seen her friend since their eldest daughter was a toddler and wasn't quite aware of the three other additions to the family.

Sally and Jason protest quite a bit, though because of Brooke's acting range this mostly comes across as her looking confused as to how children need things like food and education and whatnot. They desperately beg their social worker Dorothy (Phylicia Rashad, who really can do better than this crap) to find the kids a good home, but, of course, no one wants to take both the two teenagers and the younger kids. So it's a problem... until Dorothy deems Sally and Jason bad influences because they let their kids get in fights and steal cars and get arrested (as teens do), and then magically she finds a home for them. But then -- spoiler alert! -- by this point, these two formerly selfish jerks have realized that they have room in their lives for kids, even though it means turning down some cool-sounding, fighter-jet-flying job and a dumb tour for her music (which arguably is pretty terrible until one of the kids helps her make it sound less white, and then it's just grating).

There's the expected singing, which is probably what former Idol also-rans should stick to doing (preferably somewhere I don't have to hear it), but there's far less of it than I would have imagined, maybe only two or three songs in the entire two-hour mess. There's a cameo by stupid Randy Jackson, who looks like he showed up for five minutes (and given that there were so few songs, it's possible he was there for a total of ten). And there were bonus Walmart product placements, really the only explanation for the scene where Jason takes the boys to a NASCAR race. They get spiffy little hats that have Walmart's name on them, and they meet some car driver. Now this is a man who is frequently at an Air Force base. Wouldn't taking two kids to see fighter jets be cooler? If they let Brooke White on to the base for something, two kids would surely be allowed for a show-and-tell bonding experience. Oh, and they did that horrible thing where the protagonist feels the need to shout the title out during the course of the movie. Here, it was when Sally had a CHANGE OF HEART about having children in her life.

Basically, this is the plot of so many movies, including the recent Life As We Know It. The only remotely redeemable thing here was that there weren't any infants involved, so while every possible cliché about incompetent adults taking on child-rearing was employed, at least there were no baby poop or diaper jokes to contend with. That's probably the best thing I can say about this movie. I hope, for your sake, you did something better with your time.

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