Well, I had a younger sister. We can afford babysitters for her, but I genuinely liked being an older brother.

[ which, well. he doesn't mind the shrieking of the child on his shoulders until he laughs and tells him, "alright, that's enough - go on and play with your friends, my shoulders hurt." there was some pouting, but the beast having been appeased, he releases him from his hold. ]

But no, I haven't any kids of my own. [ he ran away from such responsibilities ... though that life feels like forever ago. ] Nor have I raised anyone else's children.