"Ares ! " She mumbled, but she was a little excitied. She wanted to hug him, but she stopped herself. "How are ya!" She haven't seen him in so long, she smiled just a little.
"Father of uh.. 10 children? 11? 12?....eh, you get the point."
I feel you, brother. We may hate each other, but we have one thing in common. We lose track of how many children we have.