Emma asked me if I would babysit while she went to work. Always the doting grandmother, of course I said yes. "I'm doing dishes, so set her on the couch to watch tv." (I don't claim to have won childcare provider of the year.) A few minutes later she informs me they are ready. They? I turn to look and see that her baby has grown into a litter. "These are my children" as she proceeds to state the age of each. In case you didn't know, the one in the corner is four; she is the big sister. Well then, I hope they can behave and not fight with each other while you are at work. "Oh, they are very good children." And they were. Kinda scary looking, (a couple have that *Chuckie* loook) but they didn't make a peep the entire time I was doing dishes babysitting. I swear a few of them were adopted out before we left TX. Not sure how they made their way back to the family.