Kids

I have kids now.  I never had kids before.  The first kids I met scared me, the moved funny and smelled funny and rushed at me.  Even when they were calm I could only remember how scary they were.  But now I have my own kids.  One of them walks and talks.  She seems uninterested in me...weird. She likes kitty. No accounting for taste.  So, I'm cool with it.  I like to nap with her.

And there is the baby.  Rocky loves babies.  I think they are boring.  But I figure she'll grow up ok; she already likes me better than the first one does.  She's walking now, but she is clumsy. She has tripped over me, but she isn't heavy.  I hope she gets better at walking and stuff.  They both drop a lot of food, so there is always bonus snacks when they visit.  These kids are ok.  Mom says she has to watch me with kids.  I say she has to watch kids with me.