Have you ever, say, accidentally taken the wrong child to the dentist? You know, like when you made appointments back in November, and you didn't have your new calendar yet, so you just wrote the date down, knowing you were taking seven children to the dentist one day, and six on the next visit. Then when the receptionist called to confirm the appointment, you ask which children are coming in the next day. Then you scribble them down (quickly because you're in the middle of homeschooling). And when you arrive for the appointment, she says, "Okay, so you have...(and she lists the children on the schedule) and you have no choice but to admit you brought in the wrong child, because you do not, in fact, have Jubilee. Then you're not sure who you brought instead, so you have to ask for the schedule, and figure out who's notsuppose to be there. You discover that, in your haste (and messy hanwriting), you have mixed up Judah and Jubilee, so you apologize, knowing it's an innocent mistake, but also knowing the receptionist now thinks you have too many children to keep track of.
Please, someone out there tell me this has happened to you.