Dontcha Just Love It When...

You're standing in line at the grocery store and someone makes a comment about your pregnant belly/toddler/baby-in-the-cart that goes something like this:

"Just WAIT until he's/she's two!"

or

"Just WAIT until they're teenagers!"

or

"Girls, huh?  Just be glad you don't have BOYS!"

or

"Boys, huh?  Just be glad you don't have GIRLS!"

I always get a kick out of their reaction when I spill the beans.  And as of today, it's official:

I have two teenagers, three grammar-schoolers, one preschooler, one baby, and another due in seven weeks.  And you know what?  They are all a lot of fun.  Wouldn't trade any of them!


Happy Birthdays, H and N!