Cranium Ben-style

I’m dead tired (from spending all morning scrubbing away for our cleaning check — luckily we passed with flying colors), so this’ll be short. Convocation yesterday was good. There were a lot of names to read through — the whole College of Humanities — but it went by faster than I expected. And before long it was my turn. I’d thought I would be nervous, but I wasn’t. It was like walking down the street. With smiling people shaking my hand at every step. :)

Afterwards I went home with my family and we had a nice dinner. Then, while the adults were talking, I joined my two youngest brothers (nine and seven years old) and two cousins (seven and probably five or so) in our family room to play Turbo Cranium. (While I do enjoy talking with adults, playing with kids is far more enjoyable. Especially when I talk with adults every day but hardly ever see anyone under the age of 18.)

Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever played Turbo Cranium, but when I pulled out the first card, I realized instantly that it wasn’t going to fly. Seven-year-olds are not going to get most of the answers, let alone the questions. (I could hardly get them!) Rather than scrap the game, though, I decided to alter the rules, bringing it down to a seven-year-old level.

With green, I whispered a word in each player’s ear (a different word), and they had 30 seconds to draw their thing with their eyes closed. When the 30 seconds were up, everyone opened their eyes and tried to guess what each other had. With blue, the player whose turn it was got to sculpt something and everyone else had to guess. With red, I whispered a word in the ear of the player and they had to act it out (and again, everyone else had to guess). And finally, with yellow, I would hum the first five notes of a Primary song and the player had to guess which one it was.

I really can’t wait to have kids. Sure, they come with temper tantrums and dirty diapers attached, and many have a penchant for shrieking out like a banshee just when you most want them to be quiet (like, say, sacrament meeting), but heck, I’m willing to put up with that. I wonder if they’d let a single guy adopt… ;)

Brandish the idea of wanting children like a banner, Ben, and the girls should flock to you.

Mali-Wan

It works. To this day my sister-in-law claims that she fell in love with my brother when she saw him on the floor playing with his youngest siblings.

There is something about seeing a guy who is good with kids…is it the same with guys who see girls who are good with kids?…

Hmmm, if that is the case, then maybe I should take my younger siblings around with me more. LOL

Kids are really sweet!!! ;) I love them

Cute, Ben.

Julia — I don’t know about with children, but my mom says guys checked her out more when she was pregnant than at any other time.

Mali-Wan: Um, that’s what I’m doing. :P Just kidding.

Julia: I suppose so, but in a way guys expect all girls to be good with kids, so perhaps it’s not as strong as the other way round. I don’t know.

Caroline: They are indeed. :)

Haley: It’s true, in a weird sort of way — I find young mothers to be almost unbearably attractive. It’s not like I’m tempted to lure them away from their families, not like that at all. Rather, it’s the beauty of a young family, coupled with the transcendent aura of motherhood. Sure, I’m romanticizing it, but that really is how it feels. Motherhood is one of the coolest things ever created. :)