Children are amazing things, really. Their naïve, magical, un-tainted mentality is just beautiful.


But they can be the most incredible pain in the ass…
especially in groups.
Then they become vicious.

I never really liked being around kids. Not even when I was a kid.
And the idea of being a mom freaks me out.
Than again… I just might consider the possibility of having one sometime in the far (far) future.

It is a strange type of biological hard-wiring that gives you the urge to wipe your nose on the stomachs of young children, ma'am. May I suggest a hankerchief in future? Its far less anti-social.

I never was really keen on the idea of having kids. I had always felt a little awkward around them. My wife wanted kids, I didn’t really. Then she got pregnant (yes we were using protection against that, it can still happen). My perspective has changed some since then.

I still don’t care for other peoples kids as a general rule (there are one or two exceptions), but with my own it is completely different. There is a bond there that is fairly difficult to put into words. I know it sounds corny, but I didn’t know that I could love anyone the way that I love my daughter until she was born. I am closer to her than anyone else on the planet. It’s weird. I suppose it’s a paternal instinct thing.

I enjoy playing with my daughter, being silly, teaching her, watching her grow and all of that stuff. But I don’t get that way with anyone else’s kid. And babies really get under my skin. My wife ran an in-home daycare for a bit (all infants); I couldn’t stand to be around them for more than a minute.

Now that I have some experience in raising a child and dealing with temper tantrums and whatnot I am always amused when a kid throws a fit in public. Not amused by the child or their behavior, but with everyone’s reactions to it. I can look around and tell who has kids and who doesn’t and it’s really funny to me. Almost every child is going to throw a fit in public at least a couple of times. It is their way of testing the boundaries and is part of the learning process. What is important is how the parent(s) responds to the situation. Some kids are faster learners than others (and some parents better teachers).

If the parent is handling it badly, that pisses me the fuck off though. That’s an entirely different story. And as far as abuse and neglect, inexcusable, and as far as I am concerned the worst kind of scum. I could not deal with reading about child abuse on a regular basis, I’d be upset constantly.

Clowns scare Me. Always have. Always will.

Who pray tell are you? I only ask because I saw no introduction, and I only have your hideous picture to go by.... (again, clowns scare Me).

I don’t really care for other peoples children. I love my own, but other peoples kids tend to act like miniature versions of their parents: stupid and obnoxious. I like babies though. I always make faces at them when I’m at the store, just to make them laugh. That always puts a smile on my face. I even like ugly babies. They’re still cute, just in a dorky way.

The unrequitable rage would me mine if I kept reading such articles. That is, there is little useful that I can do about it, hence the unrequitable bit.

There is no doubt in my mind that the poison of abuse is multi generational, learned by modeling.

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While I too am a soccer mom by default, like you Bruja I have very little in common with any of the other parents. They all look at me rather askance, giving me wide berth whenever I attend one of my daughter's games. I prefer it that way. I abhor the small talk and petty squabbling that goes on.

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Heh, I hear you.

Once they realize that I don't play the "role" on the sidelines with them, they too tend to look at me with suspicion (much more so from the mothers, the dads are usually fine).

Thankfully, this usually gives me plenty of personal space, so it's fine with me.

I think kids are awesome.

Yesterday in Hollywood, I was walking down a random street when suddenly I was approaching a woman with a couple of three year olds playing on the sidewalk.

As soon as I passed by, one of the kids just crept up and gave me a big hug. It really made my day.

HS!

To clarify, my response was not intended to imply superiority for parenting types vs. those who'd rather not. It's natural that people are produced with different inclinations. However, it is true that some who do engage in that role of parent do enjoy and benefit from the experience. BECAUSE they are so inclined. Not every parent is "jealous" of the non-parent. In fact, isn't envy the mark of the non-satanist?

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In fact, isn't envy the mark of the non-satanist?

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No, envy is not the mark of the non-Satanist. It is PERFECTLY normal to ENVY as this makes one work harder for something they wish to obtain.

I will remind you of the 8th Satanic Statement which clearly states:

"Satan represents ALL of the so-called sins, as they all lead to physical, mental, or emotional gratification!"

The Satanic Bible page 25.

Once again, who are you ?

I think I just got diabetes.

No seriously, I envy you. That little incident probably would have sent me into anaphylactic shock.

I understood your post and was not offended by it. What Evil_Eve keeps hinting at, mate, is that we have not seen your introduction in the Intros forum. Some of us are disinclined to converse with strangers.