Don’t get us wrong. We like kids. As long as they go home to their parents at the end of the day. Brandon is turning 34 this year and he still can’t stand baby cries.

I’m turning 30 (Eeeek!), and I start to feel the pull of the biological clock. Yeah, babies are suddenly cute. Like our niece Morgan Claire. But then, she cries.

Yesterday I was at Target looking at cards, and I suddenly found myself surrounded by probably a 4 year old and a 2 year old boys and their mom. One was whining about something and the other was rocketing up and down the aisle. To make it worse, mom was trying to read a selection of “Happy Birthday Daddy” cards to them so they could help her pick one, mixing in that was “Please put that downs” and “Please get over heres”. I was so annoyed by that and all the “Mommy! Mommys!” I had to go away.

So yeah. Biological clock can pull at my heart strings all it wants. But the buttomline is that I have absolutely no patient for kids. I guess, for both Brandon and I, it’s a part of being the baby of the family.

No, we’re not ready for children. Ever.

And thus brought us to the point of this entry.

Brandon and I would like to inform you that we are taking part in saving the world. We will not be contributing any more people into to this overpopulated planet.

We’ve chosen to be child-free. Brandon’s vasectomy appointment is set for June 1.

In the meantime, we’ll ogle at other people’s babies…like Morgan Claire, Mia Bean (Rude Cactus’) and Owen (Mike & Nan’s). And coming soon, J.C. & Erick’s and Baby #2 for our friend the Pidds!!