So Many Children!

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.
She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do.

Conversation in the car, on the way to Mom’s adult day care.

Mom: Is that lady in the backseat (Referring to her caregiver on weekends)?

Me: Nope, she’s at home. She won’t be here until Friday.

Mom: What does she do when she’s at home?

Me: She takes care of her babies (First thing that popped into my head … she has no babies).

Mom: How many babies does she have?

Me: Forty-two (First thing that popped into my head).

Mom: Forty-two! Forty-two?

Me: Yep! Forty-two! What do you say to that?

Mom: I am not saying anything. If I did it would not be ladylike.

Me: Well, if you were going to say something, what would you say?

Mom: Horrors!

(Hold this blog post up to your ear and you will hear me laughing uncontrollably! I just can’t help myself.)