My baby has to visit a physical therapist every other week for some neck stretches, and he has the most wonderful therapist.  She and her husband run the therapy center and are an adorable couple.  They, as of yet, have no children.  The first time I brought little Aidan to her, she made a point of telling me that she was going to use my child to show off to her husband how cute babies are, and convince him that it was time to have one of their own.  He was very smitten over my son.  My son never cried, never squawked, and simply looked like a wee little angel.  The therapist felt she had made some advances in her strategy. 

Unfortunately, the next time I went to the therapy session, I had my four year old son with me.  Let me assure you that without a doubt, without a hesitation, and without a remant or shred of hope left, my four year old completely reversed any progress made the previous time.  So, while the baby provides an incentive of cuteness to procreate, most four year old boys are better than birth control. 

I just feel so darn guilty.  It is all of our responsibilities to hide our toddlers and preschoolers away from those who have yet to step into parenthood.  Just show them the babies and rave how wonderful being a parent is.  The love, the moments, the joy (all before the first word is uttered.) We need to trick them into parenthood so we no longer have to be jealous of them when they can still afford to go out to lunch every day and have the opportunity to see a movie that isn't animated or has a talking chipmunk in it. 

I'll have to leave the older one with a sitter next time.