Children

I have always been the June Clever type. Always. I probably would have fit in much better during the 50s.

Yesterday, I babysat for one of my friends. This baby is probably the cutest baby the world has ever seen. He's happy, he minds, and for the most part, he sleeps well.

I love children, and someday hope to have some of my own, however, after taking care of a nine month old for seven hours I have come to the conclusion that I don't want them until I'm thirty.