My closest female cousin, who is 2 years younger than me, has 4 girls. Ages 11, 8, 5 & 2.  There is always something interesting going on at her house. I just called her to tell her about something interesting but unimportant. During the first 5 minutes of our conversation she instantly begins to tell me that she just got home from visiting my sister in Indiana and one of her daughters left something there, and since I’m going out there this weekend could I please pick it up; each child demanded her attention with one thing or another. Once her husband overheard that I was heading out to Indiana, he had to tell her to warn me that highway I-94 between Detroit and Indiana was construction 80% of the trip and to be forewarned. Next her 5 year old comes up complaining that her tooth was bothering her.. my cousin begins describing how her daughters loose tooth was barely hanging on and that her daughter is afraid to pull it out. The next thing I hear is her husband roaring.. apparently at that moment the tooth came out. Now my cousin and the rest of her family are all cheering her 5 year old. The child is crying, her gums are bleeding. "Hurry put some tissue on it." "Yeah, the toothfairy comes tonight."

After 5 minutes of all that, I finally found a break in the chaos to tell her why I called, only to realize I had forgotten what I was I was calling her about.

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