Be honest: you knew it was only a matter of time. For all her protests about how a reality show featuring her brood would be “exploitive,” eventually Nadya Suleman would agree to the exploitation. “Eventually” turns out to be as soon as the eighth child is released from the hospital. At that point, some unnamed but classy television network will bring us the inevitable reality TV show, recording the family’s life 24/7. (The show is also unnamed, but Nadya has stipulated that it won’t involve the “octo-“ prefix.) One little twist: the show will also chronicle Nadya’s attempts to find some lucky guy willing to play Daddy to her babypalooza. This might actually be interesting. Either we’ll meet the male version of Mother Teresa, or a guy who makes Spencer Pratt and Brody Jenner look like prime catches. (No prizes for guessing which is the more likely outcome.)

This won’t be the last we hear of Nadya, of course. In the years to come, we’ll be sharing many, many special moments with the octoplets: their first day at school, their first dates, the first octo-spawn to knock over a convenience store, and on and on. Better yet, most of those moments will probably be on camera. Thanks to the global financial meltdown, you can expect to see lots more reality TV shows—and cheaper ones, too! I’m telling you, the 2010s are going to absolutely rock.