A long time ago, when I was married to my first husband, we had four kids under the age of seven in the house. Plus two dogs and a cat. It was quite lively around our place. Anyway, this was back in the day of answering machines — that would be before the days of voice mail for you kiddos. Are answering machines still a thing these days? Are house phones even a thing? I dunno. We haven’t had one in years — an answering machine or a house phone. Anyway, my memory was back in the time of answering machines, and this was also during that weird period of time when people left “witty” messages on their answering machines to tell whomever was calling that they weren’t home (or whatever) and this doggerel was my message for awhile (quoted from memory):
You’ve reached the home of Willow and [redacted] also known as “The Zoo”
We have so many children we don’t know what to do
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They’re driving us crazy, they’re driving us up a wall
We can’t reach the phone to receive your call.
They’re playing so loudly we can’t hear the phone
So leave your name and number at the sound of the tone
Please leave a message at the sound of the beep
And we’ll call you back when they all go to sleep.