My retort usually has to do with people who when I tell them that I don’t want to have to tolerate children tell me that it’ll be different when the children are my own. I tell them that if they’re a good parent they probably have encountered a hundred times where their child has been difficult or unruly or just some form of stressful but all of those hundred times disappear during that one moment where they get to see their kid smile or overcome a challenge or succeed in some way. Which usually you know causes them to get you know happy or nostalgic thinking back on a moment like that. To which I then say I would trade 100 of those moments that you’re thinking about right now for one day of not having to get up before the sun.
Not this time. She did do one though.