Hmmm, let me think...(pause to check blue and white name tag)..Tammi, is it? I've known you for all of about two minutes thirty six seconds, and you've already busted out with what is a fairly personal question. Not that I mind answering or even talking about it, but do people typically go around asking total strangers about their family planning? Or is that a right we extend to folks we've trusted to slide our fragile produce, deodorant, and fire ant killer over that little glass scanner? While you're at it Tammi, would you like to know how much my husband makes, how much I weigh, and my preference in feminine products? Oh wait, seeing as you just scanned a giant box of tampons (that the boys will try to eat soon enough) you probably already know the answer to that one.
I think scanning each and every item that people have specifically chosen to buy probably does give you a sneak peak into their lives, their preferences, and/or their weirdness. Maybe questioning them about having more kids doesn't seem like such a big jump after you've seen all the stuff they stack behind closed cupboards and closets. Tammi must just feel like part of the family. Important question before Tammi earns her place at the family dinner table: Tammi, do you babysit?
Of course I didn't say anything rude or mean to Tammi, I'm totally used to getting this question. But I developed a new answer after the kids called me outside on Thursday to see what they were doing...How could we think about more kids right now? It would throw our teeter tottering out of whack! (Not to mention alot of other things.)