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!"
"Just WAIT until they're teenagers!"
"Girls, huh? Just be glad you don't have BOYS!"
"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!