With this large of a family, we rarely all go out to eat together. Once a year, in fact. Here we all are. All 19 of us. Those poor waitresses!!!
One of the waitresses asked, "Are they all yours?" Mom and Dad said 13 are, but 4 are not. The waitresses weren't overly busy, so I guess they decided to hold a contest in the back to guess which ones were genuine article and which were recruited into the family. One waitresses came and asked and was pleased that she had been correct.
