Here's a few reasons why I choose kids:
Because they say things like, "Look, Mommy, we're the same size!"
Because they put on a nursing sports' bra upside-down and say, "Look, Mommy, I'm Mrs. Doubtfire!"
Because you can pretend to EAT them (ferociously) and not get a mouth full of fur.
Because of the look on their faces when they FINALLY win a pinewood derby race.
Because they defy adult versions of reason and logic and create their own.
Because they brush their teeth wearing gloves.
Because they let you discover the wonder of your own hands.
And pose so adorably afterwards.
Because they throw snowballs at Grandpa (much to his chagrin).
Because they see every mistake I make as their mother and still love me.
And, finally, because they're my babies.