Eight babies ain’t a birth, it’s a litter…
Good luck, folks…
I worked with a young engineer once. His wife’s first pregnancy resulted in triplets. She wouldn’t let him touch her for a looooong time. Can you wrap your mind around the commotion at feeding time, or potty training… or sixteen years from now, when EVERYBODY gets a driver’s license?
And the latest news is she’s 30-somethign and not married, lives at her Folks house, and already has SIX children! Now she has FOURTEEN! She’s a psycho starting her own cult-brood.
You know this calls for a special edition of the Name Game.