Is it just me, or does spending time with young children have an awful lot in common with a trip to the zoo?
Sure, the animals are beautiful--and strange. It's fun to look at them. When they're in a cage.
But you don't really want them eating at your table, or defecating in your living room.
My beautiful, perfect children. Oh, how I love them. And, in order to do, oh, I'd say, anything, I need to cajole, manipulate, threaten, persuade, sing a song, and, quite often, do a little jig. Who knew civilizing a person took so much effort?
But they are very sweet when they're asleep. In their cages.
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