I want a snake. If I had a snake, I’d name him King Oberon. I think I might buy a snake.
and the first thing that popped into my head was, “Oh my gosh! Gregor!”
And all the females in the vicinity were cooing and awing and passing little baby Joshie around. All, that is, but me.
I do not know how to hold babies, I do not know how to be around babies. It’s not so much a fear as just a general aversion. I don’t hate children, it’s just that as a general rule of thumb, I don’t like to be around them until they can form coherent sentences.
So I came home and did a quick google search, you know just because I didn’t want to feel so alone in my aversion to infants. And I came across this article:
It put words to everything that I feel about babies, and it even got the toys I played with as a child right.
Yes, I used to play with Power Rangers as a little girl. ( I had a little Power Ranger lunch bag that I carried around as a purse.) In fact, I remember playing with my dolls more out of obligation than out of enjoyment. I much preferred dressing up my Barbies and playing make-believe with my stuffed animals.
Oh, and I too study ended up growing up to study English.
Van Gogh’s Starry Night recreated in dominoes – video