Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Yesterday at the grocery store a checker at the register (not even my register) commented to me that I must be hoping for a boy. When I replied that we're having another girl she practically begged me to try at least one more time for a boy! And then she said to the woman whose groceries she was checking, "The more kids you have, the better they are...my friend has seven kids and they are SO well behaved..."
OKAY. Faulty logic at work here. More kids automatically means better behaved kids? Yeah...
She then looked over at Eric and said to me, "He must be doing something wrong!"
I know, and we all know, that it's the man's side of things that determines gender - but despite that, I was still a little terked (Is that a word? I'm making it one!). Excuse me? That's my husband you're joking about and I don't appreciate it! I almost told her with a huge grin that he does everything RIGHT. Not really a very witty comment, but sheesh lady. Come on! I decided not to say anything at all.
See, I know she was just trying to be nice. But it rubbed me the wrong way all the same.
I wonder now if I need to come up with a whole slew of comebacks for comments of this sort since this surely won't be the last in a family of four daughters. Or maybe I'll just decide to smile and nod while inwardly letting out an exasperated sigh.
Anyone have any witty comments I should save for later?