Kids

I love kids. They're so keeeyute, when they're not being a spoiled brat, but even then they can be.

Last time I went back home I was in the Step-Dad's office playing on his laptop when my little brother comes in wanting to know what I was doing. His pet turtle/tortoise was in the room and he asked me if I met her. I told him I did, and that I knew he was afraid of it. Conversation went something like this.

"You see my turtle his name is Robin"
"Yeah I saw her already"
"I'm scared of him."
"Why are you scared, there's nothing to be scared of"
"He's cute right?"
"Yeah she's cute"
"Take her out"
"No you take her out"
"But I'm scared"
"I thought you just said she was cute."
"She is cute"
"So take her out."
"No I'm scared"
"Don't be scared, you take her out"
"No you take her out, please, please take her out"
"But your scared"
"I'm not scared"
"So take her out."
"No you take her out."
"Why do you want me to take her out"
"Because she's cute."
"So if she's so cute then take her out"
....this coversation went on for maybe a half hour. I was happy to be arguing with my little br0ther. I didn't care how pointless it was.