Not........
that I’m anxious to be a grandma - in fact I’m still reeling from the realization of how young Paul’s ‘grandfather’ looked when we watched A Hard Day’s Night on DVD Friday - but when I was Em’s age I was married with an Em on the way. (But when my mother was my age, I, her oldest, was a mere 14.) This NRO article has some good food for thought.

And, yes, by starting my family while quite young, I can enjoy sitting at home playing on the computer while the littler guys sleep and the oldest is driving to O’Hare to fetch her younger sister. I knew this would pay off some day!