boys, boys

I do not like to speculate about the future (not one bit) but I must admit I often find myself thinking of how much {I think} I could adore a few sons (and maybe a girl too - so I could have someone to take the ballet (and try on dresses and paint fingernails and adore new york with)).

not helping on the avoidance of such speculation:



*sigh*



image found here; first spotted here