You may be absolutely correct. The really sick part is, I am the only one in my house. Got rid of all the wives, no girlfriends presently, kids are grown and gone, no dogs, cats, canaries or pets of any kind, human or other.
I traded all that in for either 9 super-hot mistresses, who just want to make you happy, or 9 whiny children who constantly want something and will make your life a living hell until you get it for them. The worst part is, they each change roles on almost a minute-by-minute basis.
But, like your mistresses or kids, you gotta love 'em in spite of all their bulls**t.
Here's a pic of my first two.