What about children?

I certainly hope that I will be able to have a family someday, and I have always wanted to be a father. Indeed, it has always been one of my fondest dreams. I would be lying if I said I am not little jealous when I see the families at my church interacting together. I wish my family could have been like that. I know that if I have a family of my own I will make every effort to be a good father and perhaps my family will be a happy, smiling family too.

As for children in particular, I don't have any problems with them. They don't seem nearly as obnoxious to me as a lot of people have seem to make them out to be. And even if they are, it's only natural, especially if they have crappy parents. Chances are, you acted just like that when you were a child. Children also seem to like me, for some reason. I will never forget the first time I met my three-year-old cousin, Josh. The moment he saw me, he began following me around, imitating everything that I did. If I left the room, he would said "Where's Blaise, where's Blaise?". The cutest thing though, was when I sat down on the couch and crossed my legs (my right ankle was on my left leg) and he sat down next to me and tried to do it too! All this before I ever even spoke to him.

Jam it back in, in the dark.