It seems I will never be satisfied with the answers I have at the ready for the omnipresent question, "How many children do you have?". Depending on the day, my mood, who the asker is, or any other varient that might encumber or free, my mental acuity, I will have a diferent response. In fact, I have answered that damn question so many different ways that even I am bewildered at the complexity of such a seemingly benign inquiry.
