If I had a nickel for every time I've had someone say that, I could single-handedly take care of our church's building fund. When you have a lot of kids, you become something of a curiosity. It just goes with the territory. And since I take my little people with me just about everywhere (and always have), I have probably heard just about every "big family" comment out there.
"Are they ALL yours?" (No, I randomly collect friends' children just for the sheer joy of struggling to navigate the hazardous aisles of Home Depot.)
"One-two-three-four-five-six. SIX kids??" (Wrong. There are SEVEN. And they can all count.)
"Only one girl?" (Excellent observation.)
"You need to get a TV!" (We have one- thanks.)
"You're pregnant again? I didn't know you were Catholic." (Apparently only Catholics like children; Protestants are supposed to have magic pills to keep the population under control.)
"Have you seen that family on TV- the Duggars?" (Yes, because clearly a family with 19 children is exactly like our family with less than half that.)
"Don't you know what causes that?" (I don't. Would you like to explain it to me right here in the HEB baking aisle?)
"You have your own basketball team!" (Yes, and the baby is especially adept at making baskets.)
"Man. What do you drive?" (A white conversion. Haven't you seen the Tim Hawkins video?)
"And I think my two (or one or three) drive me crazy!" (It doesn't matter how many you have- they will drive you crazy. Only children just have to work harder at it.)
And, my very favorite,
"What a blessing!"
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one’s youth.
Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them;
They shall not be ashamed,
But shall speak with their enemies in the gate.
(And, as a random side note, I've changed the look of the blog. The dots on the background were making me dizzy. Thanks for dropping by, and if you have a large family, feel free to add your own favorite "comment." I know I've missed some.)