Look In On The children At Night In The Glow Of Their Donald Duck Light

Ok this my first post since... my last one. So here goes...

Children: If you asked me if I wanted to have children two years ago I would have said: Children are a sexually transmitted disease. Now if you ask me I will still say that I don't like children. But for a while I thought that they were ok.

I have two brothers and one sister. The girl is the oldest who I have named Sparky. The middle child, who is a boy I named Spanky. The youngest boy I have named Speedy.

My dad game them all Scientific names as a joke one time. That's what kind of nerdy family I live in. Here they are.
Sparky = Bratus gigantus
Spanky = Bratus horribilus
Speedy = Bratus imputicus

Sparky and I are very close. Until recently I used to pick her up from school and we used to play on the playground for about 15 minutes. I was not a very long time but we got to bond and I got to talk about scientific ... stuff. Sometimes I feel bad because I wake her up when I go downstairs to watch tv at 11pm. She is the only one of the three that is still allowed to go into my room. Plus she is really cool. How else do you describe a nine year old girl who likes to listen to "Break on Through" by the Doors.

Spanky is a great. The most emotionally attached child I know. One time he cried for 45 minutes when we tried to throw away a refrigerator cardboard box he had been playing with. The thing was three days old and had been ripped and it had rained on it. He still cried. He hates eating so on the days that I do eat with the family I usually feed him. I hate it because he is six ... or something around that age, and he still can't feed himself. His humor is unmatched by any of the other children. Right now we are going to a hard time trying to teach him the meaning of what is mine is mine. Other than that he has always been great to be around. Except when he distracts me during yoga. But when he hang out in the kitchen when I am washing the dishes we can always listen to some good Techno music.

Speedy is the last one. With the most confident demeanors of all three he is destined to lead, just like his big sister. He is sure of himself and knows what he wants. unfortunately he wants his mother a little too much. When he gets too tiered sometimes he will just fall asleep underneath the diner table. But being the youngest and thus the smallest he is still travel sized. One of the greatest moments was when he fell asleep on my chest while I lay on the floor. I'm sure there are pictures of this momentous event out there.

So anyway. This are the children of my life and I love all three of them. Except for when they do not eat their diner. They were having a baby sale in my store. I actually asked if I could bring in a baby and see if I could exchange it for another one of equal or lesser value. They said no. Bad customer service.

Yesterday I somehow the topic of children came up and this girl I work with asked me what if I met a girl that had a child already. I thought about it for a while and maybe a while ago I might have thought, "Who cares if she has a child. Thats just a drop of rain in the sea, in the grand scheme of things."

The tide is turning.

But now... Well now I am back. I am back to loving my three siblings and spoiling the hell out of them with gifts. It will be a while before I buy them another computer though.

For Now I'm off to get a vasectomy.


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