I don’t have children. I have two pug/French bulldog mixes that make for really difficult, disappointing children. They never have Girl Scout cookies to sell and they smell like corn chips and shrimp boats. However, they are cute and can’t embarrass me in public by telling everyone how infrequently I wear pants around the house. However, Frink and Moxi now have a lot of human cousins. Within the past few years, our siblings just keep having kids. As someone without children and as someone that… Continue reading