"You've got your hands full"

Variations include:

Boy are your hands full

My, my your hands are full

Whew, you need another kid

When I was running errands the other day I heard this eight times. I counted. Eight. People are well-meaning but sometimes their comments are exasperating. As if I had no choice. You're right, I do have my hands full, I don't where all these kids came from they just showed up on my doorstep and now my hands are so full I don't know what to do with all of them! So by the time the last person's comment arrived I replied with Yes! My hands are full of blessings! I could have gone on, Yes! I wanted all of them and love them and enjoy spending time with them and could not imagine life without them and cry because they are so wonderful. I am so happy my hands are full! I don't mean to imply that any person's comment was meant the way I took it and most of the time comments roll off as I know people are well-meaning. But eight times in 2 hours. That was a little much. I have inherited dark circles unfortunately and don't have the time to apply makeup everyday; add that to my too-long pants and wind-blown hair and I can only imagine what people must think. Oh well. At least now I know what not to say to other people with little kids, especially when mine are grown and I forget what it's like. I'll try to remember to say things like, what beautiful children you have! And avoid the all-too-popular, you've got your hands full.