So I had planned to write something cute and witty yesterday, about a situation that I felt might be comedy gold.
Instead I just sat on the couch and watched TV and whimpered.
This weekend my family and friends celebrated my ability to keep babies alive, and the fact that my wife and I had somehow managed to get through it with at least some shred of our sanity still tenaciously clinging to our battered heads.
And on Monday I went and got myself fixed. Because frankly two children is enough. Any more than that and they will outnumber the adults. And then they will win.