Uggg....And Then Their Noses Get Snotty!

I have a confession to make, my darlings.
As much as I love my brother and sister, and the children I babysit, and as much as I enjoy teaching children and taking care of them, and as much as I love them....

I absolutly despise crying children.

I'm serious. It has always been that way; I guess I just don't understand why they do it. Even when I was a small child, and others cried...I didn't get it. I cry when I am in pain (and it has to be rather extreme pain, at that) and when I am furious. Other than that, I don't see the need for tears. Everything from the smallest sniffle to the loudest bawl gets on my nerves.

I mean, honestly, why cry? It's not going to fix anything, and it is just loud and messy and annoys everyone around you. I'm not exagerating when I say that even when I was just starting kindergarten I despised those children who cried at least once a day.

So there, my friends. I have told you one of the rather more terrible things about me. Do with it what you will.

All My Love,
J