V For, Well, Not For Vendetta...
Today was the big day! My hubby, in his mercy, went to the hospital and went under the knife.
He had a Vasectomy.
No more little 'uns for us (providing no foul-ups of Katrina magnitude in the next couple of months...); after three anklebiters we have decided to call it quits on the child-producing front, much to the glee of millardo, who has called yours truly a bad parent on more than one occasion, simply for my right-leaning political viewpoint.
All trolls aside, when it comes to babies, we are pleased to wait about 25 years for grandkids, and in the case of our daughters, about 35.
He had a Vasectomy.
No more little 'uns for us (providing no foul-ups of Katrina magnitude in the next couple of months...); after three anklebiters we have decided to call it quits on the child-producing front, much to the glee of millardo, who has called yours truly a bad parent on more than one occasion, simply for my right-leaning political viewpoint.
All trolls aside, when it comes to babies, we are pleased to wait about 25 years for grandkids, and in the case of our daughters, about 35.
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Comment by Cate— 2006/04/28 @ 06:46 PM — (Reply)
At three, we both realized we were outnumbered...
'Course, now I'll probably have baby withdraw.
Comment by Brooke— 2006/04/28 @ 07:00 PM — (Reply)
Comment by Cate— 2006/04/28 @ 07:10 PM — (Reply)
Babies are so great...then they turn into *gasp* toddlers!
Comment by Brooke— 2006/04/29 @ 05:50 AM — (Reply)
Comment by A Conservative Realist— 2006/04/29 @ 01:30 PM — (Reply)
Comment by Dark Knight Raid— 2006/05/02 @ 06:05 PM — (Reply)