While we were there gathering the necessities and trying our
Except for one old gal.
I was in the produce department searching for a firm green pepper when I noticed her staring at my brood. She glanced at me and said
These your twins?
She yours too?
I assume this is all you have? (while giving the knowing eye that SURELY there can't be MORE!)
and then I actually said
*For now! Have a great day!
and we rolled away.
In hindsight I wish I would have gone all Duggar on her and said
Nope, the older 16 are at home on the back forty making soap.
But I never think of those things when they're appropriate. Plus, I'm a chicken. And truly, if I were to get pregnant any time in the near future my new address would be
123 Loony Bin in Crazy Town, USA.
But when someone else thinks that I already have enough children and they roll their eyes at the ones I already have? Kinda ruffles this mama's feathers. Just a bit.
I managed to get over it, because really, bless her heart, maybe she had a bad childhood. Maybe she was having a bad hair day. Maybe she forgot her fiber. Regardless, I hope she did have a great day.
And 37 great grandchildren.
Anyhoo, we checked out, headed to the van and as I was loading my crew (which is code for my booty was hanging out the side door as I was buckling one baby while keeping an eye on the other baby who has a tendency to climb out of the cart and fussing at Lainey to please get into her seat and stop puttering around because it's bloomin' hot in here and I want to get groceries in the front and the engine running before our sour cream really lives up to it's name) I hear
Excuse me, ma'am?
*Yes? (as I awkwardly hung my head out the door)
I just wanted to say that I saw you in the store and your children are adorable and so well behaved and clean. You're a great mom.
Blessings on you, sweet little dark-haired lady with cool shades. You totally made my day.
And made me wonder if there are a lot of dirt covered children running around Florida.