My wife and I have been huge believers in every one of these bits of advice...except for one, obviously. Without kids, we've never had to: scramble to find a babysitter when we get the sudden urge to go to Vegas or Mexico, suffer through ridiculous plays or recitals, attend a funeral for school-shooting victims killed rehearsing those plays or recitals, had to kill a churchy child molester, or...change a fucking diaper. Nope. We'll pass on the procreation; you breeders have fun, and we'll continue to have ZERO trouble sleeping.