I’ve talked about this, I know. It’s nothing new. And it’s nothing unique.
If you have three children, “you have your hands full.”
If you have two children who are not separated by half a decade, your hands are full.
If you have four children, you obviously don’t know what causes pregnancy.
(You can stop having kids now, I’ve solved the mystery. Enjoy sex too much? Never fear, evidently the solution is to buy a television.)
I’ve said this before too, most of the time these comments don’t bother me. In fact it’s sort of become a game. I reward myself with treats for every silly comment or question I get.
“Are they all yours?”
“All except the brunettes.”
“Do you know what causes that?”
“Lemonade.”
“Are you having more?”
“Thanks for reminding me, I’m late to meet my husband.”
I’ve...
