I know I’ve mentioned more than once about how I don’t want a baby. Here’s the deal though, kids love me. I’m like the flame to their moth, peanut butter to their jelly, the pied piper to their rats. I have no reason or explanation for this. I’m super boring and have nothing at all to bring to the table.
I have a theory though. You know the whole situation that cats are attracted to the one person who is ignoring them? I think the same applies to kids. They sense the energy around you–feel a calmness and proceed to destroy that calmness with screaming and jumping around and throwing things.
On Saturday night Eric and Lauren were babysitting their niece and nephew. They are adorable and sweet and sticky and well, they’re children. We came over to have dinner with them and to hang out. They wanted to eat dinner by me, play with me, and (I don’t want to brag) by the end of the night the niece wanted me to tuck her into bed.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what’s involved in tucking a child into bed so her Auntie Lauren had to perform that duty.
Although some kids have a harder time appreciating me. On Friday I had a couple of girls about the age of ten in my office and they were giggling and whispering and looking–in my direction. How dare a ten-year old child give me a complex? I might have overreacted on Twitter:
Ok, I don’t hate them. I just get paranoid when anyone, kids or adults, is whispering and looking over in my general direction. I’m self-conscious enough without the giggling and whispering. After a few minutes of talking about Wii though and they loved me.
On a more depressing note, they were eating blue snow cones and I said they looked like Smurfs and they had no idea what I was talking about. Shameful I tell you, SHAMEFUL!
Do you know what’s not shameful? This girl…
In fact, some might say she’s shameless…
Although the condition of the bed is a little shameful.
Hi Everybody! I'm Angela. I love my dogs, adore my husband and try to make the best out of everyday! 
Fear not. They’re remaking the smurfs. Those kids are gonna think you are awesome for being AHEAD of the trend. Kids? They don’t love me. Sometimes I have to bribe mine with cold cereal and candy.
i know exactly what you mean. kids seem to like me to even when they make me uncomfortable because i don’t know what i’m supposed to do with them. or when they are toddlers and i have no idea what they are saying. older kids (like 10) freak me out when they are brats.
Kids. Tricky. I never really wished for a kid, but I have one anyway. I absolutely adore him. I will say I am the least maternal person on earth. I just do it in my own way, which is sometimes not knowing what to say or do.
I once babysat my 3 cousins all under the age of 4. Then, my brother had a little girl that I still constantly dote on. Still didn’t want a kid. But, when I had my son, all of that experience just moved itself over to him.
The saying is true, “When its your kid, its just different.”
Lindsey my mom said those very words to me! It’s not that I’m never having kids it’s just the thought of them right now is terrifying!
I just found your blog and love it and I TOTALLY get where you are coming from. I love dogs, I have 3 little furry monsters and I would have 100 if my husband wouldn’t leave me and call me the crazy dog lady. I never babysat, I never wanted to hold babies, I never wanted to play with babies, I never wanted to do anything with babies. They are terrifying little creatures. I was terrified my clock was broken too because I am going on 32 and still am a little nervous about having a squishy little bean to call my own. I too was like you when people said, “oh it will be different when they are yours” and I’m thinking, yeah right bite me people…I don’t want to get all fat and nasty just to be in pain and push a watermelon out of my va-jay-jay. BUT I can say I really think it will be different when I have my own b/c they are my own and they aren’t someone elses little snot nosed brat, they are my little snot nosed brat and if they rub snot on me I can smack them upside the head (that is a joke, I don’t condone beating kids when I have some, unless they deserve it then that is another story) Anyway what I am saying is if it does happen and your clock does get all wound up after seeing the love you have for your pups you would be a great mother. I have enjoyed reading your blog and can’t wait to read more!
PS… I am not sure if you read http://www.thepioneerwoman.com but I found her blog and honestly I see the love and adoration she has for her kids and it did make my clock go tick tock…just a little bit!
Ali, it sounds like you and I have the same thoughts on kids AND dogs! Thank you for making me feel a little less alone in the no kids zone! And yes, I love The Pioneer Woman! Hopefully when I am a mom I can have as much love for my kids as she does for hers!
I’m just the opposite. Kids are fine since there may some snot or sour milk involved, but they learn and grow and eventually leave the house. Dogs love me way too much, but I have no interest in owning one. I like them just fine when they belong to someone else, but ugh to the maintenance and constancy of dog ownership. Maybe it’s because I already have kids, and they wear me out so there’s no energy left for canines?