Yeah I am unfortunately a giant woman when it comes to children and whenever I see the annoying type, the kind that crawls in, breaks your lamp and wees all over the furniture, something that sometimes makes people think little jimmy is drunk johnny's sprog, I always blame it to bad parenting and that I would be a better parent then supernanny meets mr. T. Everytime I hear something in the news saying BABY MURDERER #104 HAS KILLED 268 PEOPLE OVER A CHUPPA CHUP, I always, ALWAYS turn around and say, "bah, what horrible parenting, why did they even decide to have a child."
I'll tell you the one thing that I always love about children and that's their nonsense rambling. It's like the best bit of being next to your drunk friend, I once worked in a cub-scout regimen (the beavers bit, which is like cubs for babies) as one of the leaders, but I didn't do much, I basically marked their colourings and told them if they're good, they'll be able to make knots for eternity. It was when they asked simple questions that had no point whatsoever that I decided to get my fun's worth. One time we were making them make mosaic coasters for their mother's day gifts and one approached me and asked "where did you get all these tiles from?", to which I reply, "the tile fairy, obviously." It was ingenious, they then stood around me for a further 15 minutes while I explained how the tile fairy worked in a factory located in Dorset and that if you fed her a coloured fruit, she would then be forced to make 1,000 of that colour tile (orange, cherry, blueberry etc.) and this always proved particularly amusing with the smartass child who became so confused because his logic was bombarded with a flurry of imagination.
In short of the last paragraph, the reason I like kids is because you could approach them with any tough scenario and they will still be asking the question "my brother says when you close your eyes, everyone turns into cats...and when you open them, they turn back, so you'll never know...is this true!?!" I get a lot of inspiration from children and can only hope that when I have my own, they'll be just as interesting and easy to please...