Once again I am up past my bedtime because I've had a thought that led to another thought and now I won't be able to sleep until I get it out of my brain. And it's all my neighbors' fault for letting their kids run around like maniacs at 11:30 at night.
Cause this got me to thinking about children. And how so many of my friends have some. And how I just don't know how to be around them.
Don't get me wrong, I think kids are great. In theory. From a distance. And the ones that belong to my friends are all wonderful little people that I'm sure I will be able to have conversations with at some point.
But this is not that point.
I don't know how to talk to children. I cannot relate to them. I don't understand their thought processes. While the things they say can be adorable and/or profound, they sometimes tend to have a certain dadaist slant that I just don't know how to respond to.
Also, I don't know how to play with kids. I know there was a time in my life when I knew how to 'Play Barbies' but that skill-set has apparently left me. I've noticed there also tends to be a repetitive nature to a lot of the games small children play that I can only pretend to enjoy for so long.
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| Like these kids for example. What the hell are they doing? |
Furthermore, every time a toddler hands you something, it's wet.
And when someone asks you if you want to hold their baby, is it rude to say 'no'? And if you do agree to hold the baby, how long do you have to hold it before you can give it back? And what do you do with it while you're holding it?
Now, all that said, believe it or not, I do want to have kids some day. Because I figure if they're around all the time I'll probably get used to them, right?
Disclaimer: Friends of mine with children - This is not a knock on children or the people who create them. Your kids are awesome. Keep up the good work.
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