I was just watching Stargate SG-1 and there was a little conversation between couple characters conserning having children. Nothing we CF people don't already know, though. But I really wanted to share it with you guys.
Enjoy!
Discussing having kids:
Guy 1: All night screaming. Projectile vomiting. Nuclear diapers. You have no idea. The reason they make 'em so cute is so you don't suffocate 'em in their sleep.
Guy 2: Sir, you have four kids.
Guy 1: Why do you think I enjoy work so much? Don't get me wrong. I love the little buggers to death, but trust me it makes going through a Stargate and facing alien bad guys look like nothing. This is relaxing.
Guy 2: Then why'd you have four?
Guy 1: One's pretty bad. But you figure you gotta have two so the little guy can have a brother or sister, right? Then you have two boys, and the wife says she wants a girl. You figure, hell, three can't be much worse than two, right? What you don't realise is your brain is fried cos you haven't slept. After three, four is no big deal. You're so deep in. Nothing seems to matter any more. It's chaos. You're just trying to make it through each day alive. And in the end you spend all the energy you have left trying to get 'em into bed. Only to lie awake, praying they don't get hooked on drugs. Or hurt. Or worse, wind up dead in an alley somewhere.
Guy 2: I can't wait, sir (sarcastic).
Guy 1: Miracle of birth, my ass. I'll tell you what a miracle is. Birth control that works.
And, the watching the ultra sound picture of the baby of the Guy 2:
Guy 1: It looks like an alien.
Guy 2: Shut up.
Guy 1: Remember that thing on P2X-787?
Guy 2: Get lost.
Guy 1: See, that thing was easy on the eyes by comparison.
Guy 3: Let me see. That's pretty scary, Wells.
Guy 2: It's my unborn son, sir.
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