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.