I love kids. OK, I love some kids. All right, if I'm being honest, I am obsessed with my niece and nephew, and I find most other children cute in photos . . . tolerable in person. Hey, I have nothing against moms — like my own; she's awesome! Hi, Mom — I just don't want to be one. For now, anyway. So for those who feel the same way, and for those inquiring minds who (god bless 'em) just can't get why I don't feel the urge to procreate: why am I not having babies? Because I'm too busy doing these things.