Kids

make me laugh.
From Miggy's breakdancing, to Kayril's cheerleading, to Jamie's "YouTube" videos.
Sometimes I wished they would never grow up.
Two of them are going into junior high next year, and it's all been so fast.
I remember when Jamie was about three, and on the night before CAT6, she had literally beaten me up without pity. I remember when Miggy had thrown a blanket over me and wrestled me while I was suffocating underneath. I remember when I had gotten all pissed at Kayril for eating all my food.
They are my youngest cousins, and my parents have been so involved with business it keeps them from keeping in touch with family friends, or rather keep them. So I haven't been around kids lately, and I miss it.


You: So why are you writing about kids?
Me: Because I am currently reading a book involving kids.
You: And what in the book makes you think about them?
Me: The way they think. The way they fear, the way they play games, the way they are so passionate in the decisions they make.



OK. So I have nothing to write about. psht hoy, don't laugh. Let's see you do better.