Strangers Insert Feet

10 times. At least.

Today I was asked repeatedly if we were having a boy. Or if we were trying for a boy. Or if we will keep trying for a boy.

Normally I cheerfully just tell the questioner... "No. We are excited to be having another girl!"

Today the doctors office was running 45 minutes behind. My family became the hot topic for the waiting room. One older lady asked me "How are you getting away with having another girl. My husband would have insisted that I have at least one boy." And several ladies there nodded and grunted in agreement.

Huh?! Hello ladies? Do I need give you all a lesson in biology?

I took a deep breath and then told them... with as straight a face as possible...

"My husband is a very serious runner. After we had one girl, he insisted that we have a full relay team."

The nurse then called my name. I left the ladies trying to figure that one out.

And then there was the grocery store...