The Outside World Is A Scary Place

Recently two of my friends finally had a baby boy. I say finally because not only was the little guy two weeks past his due date but he also put his mother through 20+ hours of labor. He took his sweet time making his grand entrance into the world but you can’t really blame him. I mean, in the womb you have no rent, no real responsibilities, no taxes, no one to comment on your choice of decorating style, central heating, pre-chewed food, natural lighting and you don’t have to share any of your stuff (twins not included in this of course). I wish someone would put me back in!