So, I was at work last night, and me and a coworker (waiving to Barbara) were having a talk about something religious, not particularly sure what and she was saying that some people don’t want to have kids. I told her that I was one of those people. I mean, I found kids amusing and I figured they must be alright if their parents didn’t kill them, but I wasn’t all that jazzed about having my own. Of course, now I have two of my own and they truly are my greatest joy. I think that everyone who has kids finds it that way. I mean, initially, you might wonder what on EARTH you got yourself into… but then you slowly sink into your schedule adn realize that these little babes are what life is all about. They truly are my greatest joy and if I hadn’t had them, I wouldn’t know that kind of joy.