Currently babysitting our Moonbase Grandson for the weekend at Daughter Base Station. She's got some well earned shore leave. For me and Missus Moonbase it's a whole two days of milk, puréed veg and wet nappies!
I've brought my laptop in the slim hope that I get chance to relax. I'm having that slim chance right now!
I've also brought along my ALIEN novel but Kane's chestburster may have to wait till bedtime.
Looking after baby makes me realise how hard it will be for families of the future to bring up children in space.
First of all they will need to be delivered on a spacecraft if the human race has any chance of deep space colonisation. Families will have to be created en route to other planets. All that triumph and tragedy packed into a tin can perhaps over generations.
It's going to be very hard.
Maybe a first step would be a family on the International Space Station?
But who would volunteer their children to go up there with them?
One day a couple or a family will have to be heroic enough to take the first step.
Alas I'm not heroic at all but more importantly I'm just too ancient to be raising kids in space.
So for now this particular Grandad is happy to be on Terra Firma with baby Moonbase watching Peppa Pig!
What do you think readers? Would you volunteer?
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