Every once in a while, I get a comment from a stranger that just baffles me.
Like people asking me whether my boys are triplets. That one is happening more often now that my twins look bigger in their stroller. I can understand it then, but when they're all walking together and there is such a stark difference in height and ability I'm quite confused by that one.
Or there's the classic, "You got enough kids there?" All I can do is shake my head in disbelief at that one.
And then there's this week's installment. A woman and I approached an elevator from opposite directions. I entered the elevator first, she followed and said, "Three boys?!?" I replied in the affirmative. She then said, "What were you thinking?!?"
I wondered whether she was asking about why in the world I had three children or why they were all boys (neither of which I had control over) while I turned the stroller around so Al and Goose didn't have to stare at the wall.
She saw that the boys in the stroller were obviously twins and said, "Oh. I see." I understood her to mean by that that she was a member of the two-or-less-children-only camp and that she realized I couldn't help having three since the last two came at the same time.
But then she threw this out this gem that has really got me confused: "I have four boys of my own."
...What?
1 comment:
Next time reply with, "yeah but I have four girls at home" :)
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