People should have their kids before they're 18

[LostinVA]

Who the hell has energy to chase after the little anklebiters after that?

[HarukaTheTrophyWife]

1. I prefer to call them "post-it notes with feet."

Filthy, sticky little things.

Disgusting. I only like furkids.

[BarenakedLady]

2. *snort*

"post-it notes with feet"

:rofl:

Oh and

:popcorn:

[crim son]

3. Some kids are filthy and sticky and some are not.

Mine are not!

[HarukaTheTrophyWife]

5. Actually, *I* said they were sticky and filthy.

And they are. All kids are sticky and filthy when they're young. Sorry, but it's the absolute truth.

[crim son]

6. Well I'm not going to argue with you.

But maybe you oughta move to a different neighborhood :P

[Midlodemocrat]

8. *gasp* The MidloKidlos were IMMACULATE as babies

and young uns. Now, not so much. Especially the boy.

[madeline_con]

9. I've had 3, and they were only....

sticky and/or filthy for very short periods, because I never could stand the smearing of everything some OTHER people's kids engaged in, and the resultant look of all their belongings. :hi:

[Midlodemocrat]

4. I'll go one step further. People shouldn't have them at all.

They're annoying, they're loud, they're expensive. Must I go on?

I had a houseful of teenagers here last night until 3AM sitting around the fireplace outside. Only then did they deign to come in and go to sleep.

I want my own apartment.

[LostinVA]

7. hehehehehehe

That's why a niece and nephew are great -- they think you're cool, they're fun, you don't have to support them, and they go home at night.

[madeline_con]

10. You have to make them NOT want to run away.

Then, you don't have to chase them. ;)

[HarukaTheTrophyWife]

11. They can be fast little fuckers.

[Taverner]

12. Well definitely before your lower back starts giving you issues

I could have learned from that lesson

[Karenina]

13. I met Max, my first cousin twice removed yesterday

He's 3. He's also OUT THERE. Today he had to make "fürchterlicher Lärm" (HIS words) with 2 wooden spoons on a cookie tin. My body did not register even the slightest bit of annoyance. I KNEW it was coming and his screaming at the top of his lungs and banging lasted a good half hour. I looked at his Oma, (the cousin with whom I grew up) and remarked how we both have become Zen masters. ;-)