My fiance and I have not totally decided whether we will reproduce or not. Yes I still call it reproducing — because I have a love hate relationship with kids. I’m impatient. I’ve seen too many kids with no manners or home training (as we call it here in the South). I don’t particularly like cleaning up puke. Regardless every now and then I am girly enough to wonder what it my fiance and I’s child may be like: smart, maybe too smart; mischievous; intellectual; a smart ass — so on.
However, if I do have a child — I have decided I want this one. I want this kid. THIS IS MY FUTURE CHILD. Because his father would TOTALLY have done this. Rock on little nerd, rock on with your bad self.