I think all this Sports Night talk is going to make me rewatch.

life is very rough.

I held out the diaper and said, "This is your poopie."

He squealed a little and shied away.

"It came out of your butt."

He snuck up on the diaper, tilted his head and looked at for a minute. "Sorry," he said.

Awww. So cute!!!

I think all this Sports Night talk is going to make me rewatch.

The first season was brilliant, the second...not so much. I hated Sorkin for deserting SN for WW.

edited to clarify what I was replying to.

I don't recall sorkin deserting it, just working on both at once, it was killed by ABC, really. Sad.

He snuck up on the diaper, tilted his head and looked at for a minute. "Sorry," he said.

My second favorite kid story, after the one about Sparky's friend's kid who thought that you got to stop peeing when you grew up.

Clovis has some 'splainin' to do. It looks like he knocked up a pair of house slippers.

And you're not even to the Cutman yet, are you.

Heh. I think that's a popular episode, but I didn't like it that much.

Ah Sport's Night. I loved that show. Must Netflix it or summat and rewatch.

Chiming in late, as usual:

I've never had the slightest urge to have kids. I'm glad all women are not like me; people who really want kids should have them and have the support of the whole world to do it, the world needs more people raised by happy loving parents.

I just knew, as soon as I knew what having babies was all about, that I would never ever do it. Oddly, no one in my family has ever given me a bit of trouble about it. My sister has two girls, and she and I have the same mother, so she's replaced us, and the "good" genes have been passed on. The alcoholic crazy genes (my father's), I won't be passing on. I don't think I'm selfish or bad for not having kids, and it's not even about the genes. I think it's the right choice for me. Even though I don't really think of it as a "choice" I made; I didn't mull it over and choose from all my possible options. There's never been any mulling and fretting and choosing. I've just been sure since I was a kid (and I know, I read it in one of my old diaries) that I would never marry and never have children. 43 years old, and so far, I've been right.

However, I totally enjoy reading the tales of Buffista children.

Kittens. I hear a little kitten mew, and my ovaries go kerplunk. Babies--I check to see if there's someone around with custody and I go the other way. Yes, I'm odd.

Connie, you may be odd, but you're not alone!

I was really good with grownups, and failed miserably at socialization with other kids.

Yep, this is me. My sister's 14 years older than me and she assumed a lot of grown-up responsibility when our mother, uhm, kinda freaked out, so it was more like having two mothers than having a sister.

Because parenting is by far the hardest fucking thing I have ever done.

This is the reason. I think if I found myself pregnant, I'd rise to the occasion very well. I think I'd throw myself into parenting the way I tend to immerse myself in anything I'm interested in. But I know it's fucking hard, and I know I don't want to do it, and that's the real and only reason.

It's one o'clock in the fucking morning. How will I get up at 5:30am? Off to sleep.

Clovis has some 'splainin' to do. It looks like he knocked up a pair of house slippers.

He says it was a cloning experiment that didn't turn out quite right.