Well I'm thinking they are anyway. They are lovely kids, don't get me wrong, but I'm thinking they are too lovely. They play happily together, fights are over before they have begun and they actually listen to their parents. It creeps me out to be honest.
If one of them is upset they will calmly speak up and say "Jemima, you hurt my feelings" to which Jemima will reply "I'm very sorry I hurt your feelings, I will try very hard not to hurt you anymore". I'm like wtf, a normal brat, or maybe it would just be me, would of pounded on Jemima with a big stick while shouting abuse at her and they wouldn't of admitted it was because of hurt feelings. Once apologies are accepted they skip off into the sunset to play happily together for hours on end. There are 4 kids all together, and apart from the youngest who is just a toddler, they are super polite and super nice. The toddler is nice, but whinges a fair bit as toddlers are wont to do.
I feel like I'm living next to mutants or cyborgs, programmed to suck us all in with their super niceness, until one day they snap and turn on us all with sub machine guns.
Even the parents are super nice and polite, no raised voices from that house, unless it's the raised voice in laughter of the kids having a great time. Mum and Dad quietly explain to the kids why something is not acceptable. The grandmother tells the oldest that shouting across the road to her friends is not ladylike, and the kid actually listens and doesn't do it again, even going so far as to tell her friends to please not shout across the road.
Dad comes home from work, and the kids all rush outside, vying to be the first to wrap their arms around him, as if he's returning from a 10 yr absence. Ummm hello it's just Dad, no one exciting, not like he's bringing home Johnny Depp for dinner or anything. I'm cynical, aren't I, yep I am, but I'm creeped out. I was such a rebel, sure I agreed with what the olds said, but did I do it, bet your arse I didn't LOL.
I seriously can't remember any hurt feelings in my childhood, I'm sure there were just can't remember them. I remember chinese burns, nipple cripples and pushing and shoving. Oh and lots of shouting and swearing, no not from Mum and Dad LOL, My own kids were probably not as bad as me and my 2 brothers, but they didn't elicit creepy feelings from too much niceness like the neighbour kids.
Schools out over here for 2 weeks, so for a week and half, I've been listening to them compliment each other, play nicely, help their mum, and be kind to each other. I'm telling you I am a nervous wreck, just waiting for one of them to pop up at my window with their little smiley face and whipping up the uzi and blasting me to hell and back. Until they are back at school my house is going to be a fortress, locked doors and windows, I'll keep the lights off so they don't know I'm home and they can't get me, only another 4 days to get through and I'm safe till the next holidays.
Catch yas
Cathy
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