I am so glad I did not comb my hair today.
Yes, most of the time, when I don’t even comb it people tell me that they look good. I understood this lesson a long time ago and thus saved a lot of time.
Anyway, one of the child in the nursery is a little girl who says only “no”, who is in love with her dady (she is a little early for this one) and who has (to say the least) a pretty strong temper. Not bad temper just strong.
Anyway I got her to like me a little today when I let her mess with my hair.
All right girl, if it is what it takes to have you accept me.
I also spent probably half an hour laying on the floor trying to sooth a little boy who cried pretty much the two hours nursery lasted.
I told him “Matthias I have two words for you “birth control”!”. And don’t worry, I said this in english.
If I should get married and my husband should like a child I will answer that I want a WII!!!!
This is why divorced men are great, they already have children so you have a good excuse not to have one.
I mean I would love to have children as long as they skip all the painfull years and directly reach the time when they are grown-ups and are interesting beings with who you can have meaningfull conversations.
Somehow I don’t feel any attraction toward diapers and screams. I don’t know what is wrong with me but I don’t think that the time the making of a baby last can be worth the time you spend trying not to lose your mind. I am FOR living the law of chastity even AFTER you have gotten married….but then what would be the point of getting married?
Having someone to help you with the grocery bags maybe?