Children (part three, finally)
In the library the other day, I was behind a young mother with two children in the queue at the video counter. The younger brother was in a pushchair and crying quietly, with potential to get louder. The older brother was restless and was crawling about, seemingly trying to either injure his brother or trip his mother up (though not on purpose). The stressed-out mother was attempting to inquire after some films with the assistant, but was having to look after her kids. So I crouched down, and started to pull funny faces.
It’s very satisfying, getting two kids to be quiet and behave. All I did was grin inanely at the older one, smile normally at the one in the pushchair, and pick up the younger one’s ball and give it back to him (obvious solution, really). The older was entranced, and sat down to watch me. The younger held onto his ball and chuckled.
The mother, having finally finished what she was trying to do, thanked me and left with her now-quiet children. The library assistant said: “You know, we should employ you.” It was quite amusing being able to tell her they already had.
Children are fun. Sure, they can be exhausting, annoying, rude, argumentative and just childish, but they’re still great. Other people’s children this is – it’ll take another decade at least before I might possibly want my own…
Currently listening to Sunday Morning – Maroon 5
Matthew @ 15:37, October 24, 2005 to Diary | Comments (0)
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