The joys of having children.

Ok so little C. has been having a crisis.

First off he thinks he's going to turn into a Skittle. How you might ask could he believe this? Just how every young boy in the world believe's everything. Their friends tell them. The little neighbor boy told him he was going to turn into a Skittle. So, he comes to me last night crying and says while pointing at his body. "What's wrong with this?" Of course I have no idea what he's talking about. Then I finally got it out of him. He was using his finger to trace where the outline of where is "S" for Skittles would be.

Then today he tells me he's going to turn into a lizard.

Then the other issue of last night. Someone told him the world was going to end and he was going to die and come back as a baby and be all alone. I told him that wasn't going to happen, but what kind of sedistic bastard would tell that to a seven year old.

Well. That's all for tonight.

ttfn