Some newly married friends of ours were spending a few days with us, when the topic of children came up in conversation over a few evening drinks.
You know how newlyweds can be, full of great ideas, often ones they have spent years dreaming about, but as anyone who has been married for a while will know, as a marriage goes on, those dreams often change with time, or as in this case, one person’t dreams aren’t the same as the others.
The bride said confidently that she wanted three childen, sounding as if that had been her dream since she was a young girl.
Her husband meanwhile, responded by saying that two children would be more than enough for him.
My wife and I soon regretted ever bringing the topic of children up, as the newlyweds discussed this discrepancy in how many children they wanted seemed to go on for what was starting to seem like an eternity.
Finally, the husband thought he would put an end to things by saying boldly, “After our second child is born, I’ll just have a vasectomy”.
Without a moment’s hesitation, his bride retorted, “Well, I hope you’ll love the third one as if it’s your own”.
That’s the point when we both wished we could have crawled into a corner and disappeared.
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