Ok, I would not be called an honest if I did not type this in. But I have to. If my cousin ever read this, he or she will have to suck it up. I have feelings too eh?
So, I thought I was a huge fan of kids. I love kids. I always had patience for them. I'll find time with them. Go to a house and friends socialize, i'd be busy with their kids. I was even called 'the pedophile' among my close friends and , of course, because I know they don't mean it, I did not make a big fuzz out of it. BUT if you just know me and call me one, you'll get a whoop ass can of Hein's knuckies. So, it all stopped when I got to Burma. I have a niece who I love or loved. Wait, make that 'love' cos I do still love her. But somehow, when I got back here, she's grown so much. Toon Toon has grown a lot and she's like six now I think and oh my god, if she was an object in her last life, it would be an answering machine. God, she can talk forever and she has this annoying curiosity or nosey poking habit. Like, folks would be talking and she'd interrupt and REPEAT the same goddamn thing.
AND, I also met ANOTHER nephew of mine. Now, if I must think of something that he was in the past, it would be a siren. GOD, he's so noisy. Now, he's not as cute as Toon Toon. He reminds me of an ant for some reason. If he has to dress up in school plays as an ant, I would just poke two antennas on his head and he'd make one perfect ant. Now, this kid is just noisy. High pitched and a screamer. His verbs are limited. He's got only three things he's good at doing; shout, yell and scream.
So, I thought my Michael Jackson days were over (OK, too soon)... ok, so I thought I was over kids and that I would not want any kids anymore. Someone proved me wrong.
Steve picked me up from my house today and I ended up in his house with his wife, May, and his son, Troy. Now, thanx to CSE Revue and some humor from Facebook (someone's account), I have decided to name my kid "Robosaurus" if it was a boy and "Megatron" if it was a chick (in short, Meg). Yes I quoted that from facebook. I am so fascinated by chuckle liners.
I was at Steve's and Troy was coloring his coloring book. Bored, I asked him what his favorite color was. BLUE. Hmm same as mine but I didn't wanna be boring and honestly, my taste DOES change so when he asked me what mine was, I told him it's red for today. So, this four year old baby gave me a red pencil. I melted. It was cute. Then, I asked him if he wanted to know how to draw a dragon. So, for the next twenty minutes, I spent it drawing dragons with Troy. His was a big green one and mine was a puny red dragon. Then, he drew a stick figure on my dragon and he said 'This person killed the dragon'. Then, it was DVD time for the adults (NOT PORN.. just South Park) and Troy had to leave the room. He kept coming back with a yellow rubber scorpion.
So, this yellow rubber scorpion likes flower and he eats flower and he hides because it's cold. God, I love whatever that comes outta kids' mouth. It's way better than "awww hein I don't know what I want in life". Hah, bitter much?
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