Sometimes You Just Hate Kids

So I mentioned before that I get money through babysitting and today I got quite a bit which will help me save up for a 360 (80 bucks for this past month) and now that I type that I realize I could get a decent graphics card for that...hmmm...well anyways today I get over there around noon and their mom is running late and the boy runs into her cigarette and gets i minor burn on his chest (he doesn't like to wear a shirt) so things started off well. It was a sign of things to come as they were very hyper the whole day and I had to yell at them constantly to get them to calm down. We went over to my house (they live across the street) and I let them play games to keep them entertained. So while the little girl was playing Smash Bros. the boy kept screaming that he wanted to go home and I have no problem with it just we had to wait for his sister to be ready. Well I had to, several times, pull him away from the door, make sure the windows were locked, and deal with the screaming for about twenty minutes when my grandma (who also babysits them) said she would take them over to their house and I sent the little girl home after she finished her match (she lost btw, it was her and 2 computer guys on blue vs 1 mario cpu on red) and then I realized something...kids suck. But they're just kids and my mind keeps telling me that that's just how kids are and to not hold it against them. And to comfort my fists from flying and my voice from laughing like the lunatic I am I just tell myself that one day he's gonna grow up. He's gonna find a lovely wife. He's gonna have some kids. And he's gonna pay tenfold. Good thoughts...did I mention he threw a rock at me?

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