"Hello? Mrs. SuburbanCorrespondent? I'm just calling to remind you that you have an appointment for 3 children tomorrow at 12:20 for sealants."
"Yes! Got it! 12:20 - we'll be there! Um, 3 children?"
"Yes, ma'am. All 3 at 12:20. We'll see you then!"
"Wait! 3 children, you said?"
"That's right, ma'am."
Darn, this woman won't cut me a break. She's making me ask.
"Uh, could you tell me which 3 kids that is?"
I'm thinking that the only way the Galbraiths managed was that there weren't sealants way back then...or maybe this is just one more clue that I might have too many offspring...
[Cheaper By The Dozen image: CRTA]