Making overdue dental appointments for my oldest three yesterday, the receptionist - after hearing their ages - said "what were you thinking?"
I proceeded to tell her their was another one too young to get his teeth checked. She changed her tune when she found out he was about the age of her grandson, whom she adores - obviously. I guess one is adorable but four - not so much.
I became her "new best friend" though when I mentioned we were home schoolers and were very flexible with our schedule.
Alrighty, then. I went from deranged mother to best friend in a matter of about thirty seconds. Not bad, considering I hadn't even had my second cup of coffee.