theyellowhobbit

I went to a really nice family for Shabbat who had 7 kids. They were all really cute, and they all decided they really liked me. At first they were fascinated with my shiny jewlery. Then they were fascinated with my hands when I showed them. And they were hanging* on me. Like all Shabbat. And they didn't want me to leave.

I could never be the mother of 7 kids. But I realized that I do like kids. Just not that many. I would go insane or something. They were fun for a weekend, but I wouldn't be able to deal with the lack of me time. Or the loundness.

*Unfortunately that included my knee, which is still quite scraped up. Ouchness!