It Ain't the Stork

This is a bit tongue in cheek, but I now know where babies come from. You see, you have this beautiful, sweet little baby that you love on all the time and this baby smiles at you and coos at you and can do no wrong. Then something very disconcerting happens, that baby becomes a toddler and begins asserting himself and has the gall to tell you "NO!" He wreaks havoc in the house, refuses to go to sleep at night, refuses to eat what is set before him at the table, and stomps around like he owns the place until you begin to wonder, whatever happened to that sweet baby boy. The wondering turns into longing for those sweet, innocent baby smiles, and you begin to think of replacing that rebellious, rambunctious toddler with a newer, more compliant model. And that is where new babies come from. Just a little bit of wisdom I've picked up.