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Shrimp and wife M just had their first baby.... woohoo. Congrats you two.

Wait a cotton pickin' minute. What do I mean by "their first...."?! Am I implying that they might actually have subsequent babies in the future? As in, second, third and fourth?? Say it ain't so. Isn't one child enough??

Well, faithful readers will already know how I feel about children, so I won't even start. But I do think it's a great thing they're doing. I'm even volunteering to babysit for you. Which is pretty much writing a blank check because they live in S.Cali while I'm in Toronto. So the chances of them cashing in on my offer is slim. "Hakuna-matata!"

The scary thing is that I used to really love children. I helped run a daycamp for a whole summer, and I've worked in a daycare before. For a long time, I even wanted to be a children's book author. For some odd reason, I really click with kids. I can empathize with them, and understand just what they're thinking most of the time. Afterall, mentally speaking, I'm not more older than they are. I've always thought that the only difference between a 10 year old kid and me is that I can reach the clutch in a car. I think I loved kids because I could send them home at the end of the day. I can't imagine having my own. Maybe it's a fear of commitment. Anyway, no amount of psychiatric counselling could fix their heads after I raise them. I'm not saying they'd be psychopaths, but if they inherit my sense of humour, the world would be in trouble.

So friends, here's your prayer: Don't let LoSir babysit my kids. I don't want to live in a world where farting is considered an art, and burping is the social norm. Please help us.

....*burp* booooooooooottttttttt..... EWW!





posted by losir at 12:00 AM