This is what the um, older lady said to me as we walked by in Target today.
"I hope those aren't all YOURS!!"
(Now, those words came at a great time, actually. I was severely distracted by trying to push the stroller with Caleb and Noah "helping", and also trying to "guide" the cart that Emma was pushing.)
Huh? What? Oh, yes, someone is speaking to me. Smile.
"Oh yes, they are all mine."