In practice, no. I really dislike little kids. Wait scratch that. There's one kind of kid I don't like: the ones in Denny's. I swear to god. Maybe it's some sort of vortex around Denny's that changes an otherwise normal kid, maybe it's just the kind of kids that are drawn to Denny's restaurants, but I swear they're not normal children in those restaurants. They're demon children! Agh! Actually it's probably their family's fault. Denny's families are always like white trash, live with the grandma families and the dad's in a white undershirt and the mom's a few months pregnant with two little kids already making her life hell. Denny's sucks. I don't go there anymore. Actually there are an infinite number of reasons for not going to Denny's. Anyway.
Other little kids are fine. I don't connect with them (I feel really stupid around little kids, isn't it odd? You'd expect a person to feel goofy around older people, but I don't especially, no more so than I feel goofy around just about everybody, but somehow it's the little nonjudgmental tykes who make me feel all weird and embarassed. Last year my reading class read to like second graders. It was awesome, but I always felt like my reading buddy deserved someone cooler. All the other people in the class suddenly became big brothers and sisters, but I felt all out of my element.), but I like them. So the answer is yes. Yes I do want to have children. Probably two or three.
Once I had this vision of myself. It was kind of a dream (I was in a sort of half-sleep fantasy land I go to). It was cool. I had kids and I was married to this woman. Those dreams are strange, eh wot? The ones where you live out your entire adult life in six hours and wake up still a teenager? Gawrd those are weird. I live for moments like that though. In my early years, I looked neither to the future nor the past because every moment was in glorious rose-tinted perfection and nothing could ever get nor ever had been better or worse. Now I look back in remembrance of those days and feel remorse that they ever ended, but on the other hand I look forward to what my life will be like when things start to work out. The present is, for me, a blank.
So um yes. I'd like kids.
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