May 4, 2008
I saw this show once about a couple with a whole gaggle of children.  Seriously, there were children everywhere and there was always someone crying.  This couple would cart the children somewhere and there would inevitably be some sort of dismay and unhappiness amongst the short people but the adults would just keep on going.  At some point, after some man handling of the crying children, the husband and wife look at the camera and say, “We’re doing this for the memories.”  Now I am all for memories but shouldn’t the memories at least be good.  I want my boys to look back on their childhood with fondness.  I want their memories to resemble this photo…warm, sunny, joyful and slightly out of focus. 
I saw this show once about a couple with a whole gaggle of children.  Seriously, there were children everywhere and there was always someone crying.  This couple would cart the children somewhere and there would inevitably be some sort of dismay and unhappiness amongst the short people but the adults would just keep on going.  At some point, after some man handling of the crying children, the husband and wife look at the camera and say, “We’re doing this for the memories.”  Now I am all for memories but shouldn’t the memories at least be good.  I want my boys to look back on their childhood with fondness.  I want their memories to resemble this photo…warm, sunny, joyful and slightly out of focus.