Was having a moment of deep thought earlier and the question came to me what would I think of my kids if I wasn't their parent. Interesting mental exercise.
Daughter, 19. Sociable, confident, pretty. 5 foot 2, slim. Speaks fluent Arabic. Pretty much gonna have an awesome life, has all the ingredients.
Son, 16. Five eleven fuck knows how that happened. Quiet, very calm. Not academic at all but very kind. Never gonna cure cancer but he'll be fine because he's a really nice kid.
All things considered they turned out well.
Daughter, 19. Sociable, confident, pretty. 5 foot 2, slim. Speaks fluent Arabic. Pretty much gonna have an awesome life, has all the ingredients.
Son, 16. Five eleven fuck knows how that happened. Quiet, very calm. Not academic at all but very kind. Never gonna cure cancer but he'll be fine because he's a really nice kid.
All things considered they turned out well.