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baby eating
Aug. 3rd, 2002 07:00 pmAlice rang to invite me out next Friday. She mentioned something pretty disturbing. When she'd been inviting people to her Barbeque a couple of weeks ago, she used me (me!) as an example of a child-friendly guest. One of her friends (who I don't know - I didn't know that many people there) had asked whether it was OK to bring their child, and Alice said that Tim was coming, and he talks glowingly about his nieces and nephews.
What ever happened to my reputation as a baby eater?
I already wrote about my "cute" nephew in this LJ. I guess I'd told Alice all about the (complicated) birth of the latest neice and visiting the previous one. Maybe in grudging acceptance of nieces and nephews popping up all around me, I'm not being vitriolic enough. If I have to be an uncle, I'm going to be a wicked uncle, dammit.
OK, babies and small children can be cute, and sometimes fun. But the effect they have on their parents is only negative. Their parents' brains turn to mush, they lose all their social life (this is worse when it's a friend; not so bad with my siblings, who I didn't see that much anyway), and all conversation revolves around the sluglike creatures and their excretions.
I wouldn't wish children on my worst enemy. Which is why it's so galling that people choose to have them.
[posted 13 Aug 2002, 01:30.]
What ever happened to my reputation as a baby eater?
I already wrote about my "cute" nephew in this LJ. I guess I'd told Alice all about the (complicated) birth of the latest neice and visiting the previous one. Maybe in grudging acceptance of nieces and nephews popping up all around me, I'm not being vitriolic enough. If I have to be an uncle, I'm going to be a wicked uncle, dammit.
OK, babies and small children can be cute, and sometimes fun. But the effect they have on their parents is only negative. Their parents' brains turn to mush, they lose all their social life (this is worse when it's a friend; not so bad with my siblings, who I didn't see that much anyway), and all conversation revolves around the sluglike creatures and their excretions.
I wouldn't wish children on my worst enemy. Which is why it's so galling that people choose to have them.
[posted 13 Aug 2002, 01:30.]
