hooray for birth control

[lauralh]

I really wonder what kind of parent takes their toddler who can't yet talk to a ski resort. He was screaming his bloody head off as the altitude changed and his ears didn't pop. Reg and I got to the point where the more he screamed the more we laughed, though. I told Reg we really needed an abortion for Valentine's Day. "Oh, did you hear me say that to Casey?" I got the couple next to us to whisper "Throw it in the river" after chanting it out loud.

I mean, I don't like kids, but I don't want to hurt them. Because then they're loud.

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[jette.livejournal.com]

hhahaa, I don't know why anyone does anything with small children in tow.

I'm serious. I didn't leave the house for 12 years except for school/work stuff or to take them to the playground. Totally not worth it.


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I did take the oldest everywhere with me when he was 2 or 3, but I was really young then and he wasn't a loud child. I had him really well trained/socialized, though. He didn't make a peep.

[herbaliser.livejournal.com]

I'm sure there were kids 3 or 4 learning to ski. They were quiet and snow-bunnied up.

[jette.livejournal.com]

But an 18 month old, no. I don't know why people do that... I meant to say I brought No. 1 son everywhere, but in a carrying-him-around kind of way, not in a "this creature who can't talk or follow directions is somehow going to participate in grown-up activities" kind of way.

I hate that. The kids will not remember or appreciate it, and everyone has to suffer with the crying and etc.

[jimbojones.livejournal.com]

One of those couples with the LOUDLY SCREAMING INFANT who thinks the best response is just to carry on calmly as though nothing was going on was in the restaurant where I ate dinner tonight. Dude with the barb-wire-around-the-biceps tattoo was trying to take my order over the ruckus. "Is the ::wince:: bar open tonight?" "Oh yeah man. Definitely." "Beam and Diet, then." "You want that short or tall?" "Tall." "Lime?" (His tip went up a dollar INSTANTLY when he in any way referenced the concept of putting the anti-scurvy item in my drink without needing me to beat him over the head with it.) "Please. And... a tranquilizer rifle." "Beam, Diet, Tall, Lime, Trank gun. Coming right up sir. Remember to check windage before you fire."

Best. Waiter. Ever.

[perich.livejournal.com]

told Reg we really needed an abortion for Valentine's Day.

It'd be cool if you could buy pre-paid abortions like a phonecard. Give them to PP for school girls who can't afford their own. Give them to friends in bad relationships as a not-so-subtle hint. Save them for a rainy day.