Love Thursday: Other People's Children


I love other people's kids. I don't have kids of my own. I may never have kids of my own. But I absolutely adore other people's kids. At first, when my friends started having kids, I was put out by it--nobody was going to be any fun anymore! They were only going to talk about their babies! All that child-free nonsense. But it didn't happen. My friends had kids, and remained my friends, albeit with some new demands on their time. And the kids each became a very important part of my life in their own right. My world hasn't contracted with the birth of each new friend-kid, it has expanded.

I wish I could show you pictures of the fantastic kids in my life, but since they aren't my kids to share with the whole wide Internet, I'm not going to do that. In fact, I'm not even going to tell you their names. But I will tell you that they are wonderful. They make me want to have babies of my own, of course, but they mostly make me very very grateful that I've been allowed to be in their lives. So, if you are reading it, and are the parent of one of the kids I love so much--thank you.


I hear you ... most of the kids I know and love now have their own kids ... it's even better!

This is how I feel about my friends' babies. I'm lucky enough to count these babies as friends now, through my favorite adult parent friends.

What a lovely attitude. People with kids hear too often about childless friends who resent our children for interfering with our friendships.

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