It's funny what happens sometimes when you have a larger family. I have 6 six, 18 - 12 weeks. On numerous occasions, my older daughters have been holding one of my babies and have been asked "Is that your baby?" by wondering folks. My oldest was completely freaked out by this telling me at one point that she would never hold the baby again in public because she doesn't want people to think that SHE had the baby.
The other day my 14 year old was holding the baby and she was asked the same question. Her reaction was pretty much the same.
But today took the cake. I was at an appointment with my youngest daughter who is 7. My 10 year old son came along to help me with the baby. While I was in the treatment room with Em, an adult in the waiting room approached M asking him if he was the FATHER of the baby!! As my son relayed this to me, I thought, surely the man must have been joking with him. However he also reported to me that the receptionist had to chime in telling the man that M was in fact the BROTHER...
Weirdest thing of all, he was there with HIS 10 year old son.
I have heard it all now... At least for today.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
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Oh my, Karen! :0
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