Almost never a bad thing unless baby is sick, in which case stay home and take care of the munchkin.

Okay here is the deal...I love kids and babies. some years in my family there is not that many around..other years it seems like they come out of nowhere..and the babies are much better then the toddlers.(oh my) as long as I have my trusty valium bring em on!

I love children and kids, so I enjoy seeing the new additions. Much of the time I'd rather spend time with the children than with other adults, so I just can't find this annoying.

i love mine but i'm also quite aware that others don't so i would never subject mine to other's indifference and/or rejection. i myself do not enjoy being overwhelmed with an abundance of nauseum but i care enough about those i surround myself with to at least look and give a "ohh how cute" whether it is or not.

As long as it's yours...and you leave it home. Wrapping paper and ribbon have other, more practical purposed as well.

You really don`t want to haul out the brat pictures after I`m into my third bourbon. I`m liable to tell you exactly how un-cute I think your little ape is.

meeting the new baby would not be a worst thing about the holidays. I may do the polite ooohh and aahhhs over the baby then move on to other things.

AS the Father of 8 (soon to be 9) children I choose to take the fifth on this one, and no irishgit not that kind of fifth. lol

(LOL, first female rating the item . . . star rating drastically different than predecessors) I like babies well enough.  Stand there for about 10-15 minutes, be entertained by cute tiny clothes and funny baby faces, then move on to another location in the house and join other uninterested family members.  Might go back a few times during the night, but that's about it, don't care to stay there the whole night hanging over the kid.  (Now, if this were my in-law's, I think I'd rather hang out with my two young nephews than most of the adults.  They're a lot more fun, and a helluva lot less gossipy in general) Update:  Additional star added due to reconsideration:  There's always that awkward situation when, I'd hate to say it, but the baby's not too cute (when the kid it looks like it'll turn to you and say "Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaid, start the reactor . . . ") . . . takes a moment to figure out something else nice to say . . .

  "Oh, my precious baby's first Christmas... see picture with Santa? This is the first Christmas ornament.. this here is the first cookie shaped poo... aww.... " Do you ever just want to say, "Your kid already has a lopsided head and the reindeer ears aren't really helping to take away from that.... is it supposed to look like an angry little elf in red velvet with bells on its socks?"

Why oh why must everyone insist on showing off their little new bundles of puke, while making the rest of us feel guilty for getting some sleep by relating endless tiresome stories of late nights? Every time it's the same story about how my wife and I can't possibly understand their pain ... and then, without blinking, they ask why we don't have our own. Because they're making such a good case for reproducing, maybe? I am beginning to think that the minds of new parents regress to the level of their infants'.

Especially if I didn't know the bundle of joy was arriving. . .

Nothing goes with a belly full of turkey, a warm fire, and an awesome football game like screeching, colic, green puke, smelly diapers, and a bunch of old women saying "so cute"!