Anti-Climacus

LINK: I wholeheartedly agree with Discoshaman's defense of raising children outside the big city:

"Nevertheless, every choice made closes off other opportunities. My first ten years were spent deep in the countryside of Lancaster. Most of my neighbors were Amish. It's sad that my boys will probably never spend their afternoons building forts in the woods, catching eels under the old bridge, and waving to the Amish kids as the buggy drives by. Living on the 15th floor, they won't know how good the breeze smells on a summer night blowing in through your window, the sounds of crickets, or the constellations of lightning bugs on a darkened lawn."

and I would only add that all of the above plus a couple hundred books of your parents' to read will make for about the perfect childhood.