It Bears Repeating

The longer I work in child care, the more this little gem is reinforced:

My job is the best form of birth control EVAR.

Seriously. Just looking at some of the kids where I work is enough to make me want to give myself a hysterectomy with a plastic spoon simply to avoid the possibility of my own children turning out like them.

And that's coming from the same person who listed "barefoot and pregnant for the rest of my child-bearing days" as profession of choice in high school.

I think it's safe to say that I'll be looking for a different profession before we get serious about having children of our own.