GLORY BE! Day 62
My grandmother used to tell me how she was ready for me to have her some little ones. I would always say, "Now Maw-Maw, it takes two to tango. And also to have kids." She'd tell me I better be scouting out my perspectives. "Take a man as long as it takes to have some babies, then send him on his way. Hell, get one of them from the bar you go to. Pick a tall one." I would gasp and whatnot. She'd then tell me we lived in a new age and being old-fashioned was nice and all, but she thought I needed to get a move on it. I took too long getting to it, but there are still tall men out there, I figure. I'll get around to it. And I'll name the future brats after that woman with the new age ideas.