I know there are people out there that go through their lives “child-free” and do so by choice. Some of you even call people like me “breeders.” That’s all well and good, you are free not to over-populate the world. If that’s a choice you want to make, great.

That said, this past weekend I was watching my four year-old daughter. She was running through my recently mown back yard, and she was running and jumping and chasing a butterfly. The butterfly was her new friend. It was so innocent and sweet and full of joy. Watching her filled me with love and made me so genuinely happy.

I feel sorry for you child-free folks, because you’ll never have that feeling.