I decided tonight that kids should definitely not be on my short-term horizon – sorry Mom. But, I think logically this is the right call, for three main reasons:
- I love to sleep. Sleeping has never been super high on my list of priorities, but I think I’m finally hitting a point in my life where I’m excited to be going home early at night because it highly increases my chances of being bed at a timely hour.
- I don’t know stuff™. I figure that as a Dad, you have to know stuff™, so that when your kids say, “Dad, what’s the capital of Nigeria?”, or, “Dad, what year did Iraq invade Kuwait?”, or, “Dad, how would I figure out the equation to cook the perfect sausage?” you have to know these things. Sure, I reckon I make something up quick-smart, but that’s not quite the same. My Dad certainly knows a lot of stuff™; conversely, I found out at a work quiz night tonight that there’s a crapload of stuff™ that I really don’t know.
- Gadget unfriendliness. All my gadgets that I love the most – PS3, LCD TV, iPod, Macbook Pro, etc etc – are not friendly for little, peanut-butter and jelly covered fingers. I haven’t yet worked out how to “child-proof” my gadget collection (though admittedly I also haven’t given it much thought). And, after seeing the havoc that Zach could wreak in 10 minutes in our New York apartment, I find the thought of children and electronics quite frightening, really!
I have no doubt that one day I want to have a truckload of kids, but I also have no doubt that “one day” will not be coming anytime soon!