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Childhood Buddies and Buddies for Life. Everyone now a world-changer in their own right. God is faithful. And I’m blessed to call these legends, my friends. Thanks for shaping me into who I am today. Love you all! #CryingChildren #KlangMali #RoyalRangers #Selangor1
Screaming children, when played in slow motion, sound like goblins down in the depths of Hell. #cryingchildren #slowmotion
The #Moment when you realise you did your #Job too well, because both of your Kids are crying over NOT going to the #stadium 😱 Dieser Moment wenn du merkst das du deinen Job zu gut gemacht hast, weil deine #Kinder vor dem #Stadion heulen weil sie nicht #Fußball gucken dürfen. #whatheheck #cryingchildren #football (hier: Sportpark Unterhaching)
On the way to collect the teenager from work experience when I saw possibly the saddest sight; a broken down ice cream van with the most strangely hypnotic artwork. . . . #thesaddestsight #icecream #vans #broken #cryingchildren #artwork #disney #painting #customised #mrwhippy #instamood #igers #daily #iphoneonly #blogger

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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Bo Burnham and watching babies cry for no reason. I think its hilarious tbh.
Random thoughts while traveling
Flew to Minnesota today. Had some thoughts and observations to share.
-flying with both parents at the same time is not fun. -Planes are really really really hard to sleep on. There must be some plane seat designer out there making bad seats just to fuck with everyone. -whoever pissed off this seat designer needs to apologize. Waking up with a neck kink hurts. -best activity in airports: people watching. Especially the hot military men. They are EVERYWHERE. - People watching also creates the best snapchats -Did I mention the hot military men? -Delta is run by a bunch of assholes. Southwest is superior. -The Appalachian mountains look beautiful from the air -Snow also looks super cool from the air -roads with lots of cars on them look like bloodvessels from the air. kinda a freaky metaphor but makes sense once you see it -time spent while flying: 5% listening to instructions, 5% looking out window, 90% sleeping. -problem children on flights should be given benadryl or a shot of whiskey to help them sleep. A screaming child can make or break a good flying experience
yeah. Flying.
Sassy Wolf
Kinderfreude
One of the weirder things about becoming a parent is that your emotions get re-calibrated in unpredictable ways. Things that you used to find cloying, you find cute. Cynicism fades and you become more ready to accept that there are things that are special and cute and silly. You start to enjoy pictures of other people's children clogging up your News Feed.
In some ways this is just Step #8 in the well-trod journey to becoming UnCool. Nothing new there. But there is one emotion that is new and, I think, not remarked upon enough: Kinderfreude.
That's probably terrible German. Like Schadenfreude, but a little different. Basically, since becoming a parent I take pleasure in watching other parents struggle with crying children. Kinderfreude.
I don't know if I should feel bad about it, I'm just being honest. It's sort of sympathy, sort of amusement, sort of hahaha. It's all mixed up. It's a little bit of "aw man, I've been there."
But I remember when I didn't have a kid, there was really only one way I felt about a crying, agitated child and their parent: "Please dear God shut up and get off this F Train." Now it's more complex. A few weeks ago, there was a litmus test moment: two dads and their kids got on the train and one of the kids suddenly threw up. People around me quickly moved out of the way, one kindly person gave them a huge stack of paper towels ("Work doesn't need all these paper towels like I do!"), and I sat there grinning. Aw man, sucks to be that guy!