I've played nanny lately. If there is one thing that makes me yearn for an Eskimo husband- it's being the caretaker to Eskimo children. They are the happiest children you will ever meet. They scream with delight with even the littlest activities. They laugh and smile and are as sweet as could be. Every activity is exciting and every second is an adventure. And how sincerely would I love to be a mother to such kids. At the moment, I could name ten worthy Eskimo husbands that I would absolutely wed. But, alas, my merely twenty-year-old mind knows that we have many a' dreams to achieve before the day of breastfeeding begins. Perhaps when I'm twenty-two I'll settle down. As for now, I'm quite enjoying testing my mothering skills on the greatest children in the entire world.
