I used to have a comic strip that was a group of dads chatting during a play date. The older dad says: When you have one, you can pass it off. When you have two, you move to a one on one defense. When you have three, then zone defense. Four or more, you need a dog.
And on the other hand, I don't want to know this stuff. I don't want to know what your O face looks like. I don't want to know about your hemorrhoid surgery. I don't want to know that your kid is an artist with poop.
Please, save it. Please, for the love of sanity, don't share.
My plan to revisit my favorite childhood memory of seeing the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade in person went horribly wrong when I was sent forward in time, instead of back.
Maybe first generation American-Asian families, but that changes with each generation. The facts are that most people are alone when they die. And if your only reason to have children is to have someone there when you're old, that's about as selfish as it gets.
Please, save it. Please, for the love of sanity, don't share.
Not leaving piles of money to your kids forces them to work. They may not have to get a high-paying job, but they will have to have some kind of job.
Never cheap out on parts for your time machine.