Children (ˈchil-drən, -dərn)
September 11, 2009
I have no great expectation for my children. They are going be intelligent and beautiful.
I really have no desire for children at all. Children are wonderful, but only from afar off. They are strange and foreign to me, and I neither understand their ways nor the delicate art of raising them. Let the nurse take care of them. Let the tutor teach them. Let my extensive grounds be their entertainment. And let me, give instructions to their nurse, pay the tutor, watch them play, and above all, let me only have to deal with the enjoyment of them and not the strife.
I could like children if I really tried, but it’s such a hard thing to do. My only comfort when pondering on my yet-to-be children, is that I can raise mine to be what I love in children. With a Mark Lester face and personality that is purely Margaret O’Brien this child would be perfect. Actually that’s not entirely true, because Mark Lester’s face was only as good as his personality was, and Margaret O’Brien’s personality really only works in a little girl. So I’ll have to figure that out, but I’ll get worked out by the time it’s needed.
I’ve three options in mind for number and order of children. Either three children with the only girl coming first, two being one of each, or four in which it would be even. But names will be hard for four.
Names I haven’t figured out yet. The girls are almost established, but the boys are established at all…it depend on what their father’s name is, and where we live. Names are very important because they are stuck with them for the rest of their lives, and I don’t want to be responsible for an unhappily named child (or person for that matter).
I want to name them all after someone, but that might not be possible, since there are a great many names that I adore that were never bestowed upon the right people. But these are the troubles of life, are they not?
Much will depend upon their father. What they look like, what they are names, how they are raised, how much money I can spend on them, and how what kind of characters they’ll have. He is very important indeed. But we mustn’t get sidetracked and start discussing him and his requirements.
Anyway, children are an important subject in my mind, but as it is very late and I am tired, I will cease this and go to bed.
September 12, 2009 at 4:43 am
Actually, one might think that the children’s father should come before the children… unless you plan to adopt them all. Or pick them up off Dickensian streets….
I had my children named when I was twelve. All six of them. They were lovely names too, but they don’t work well in Russian… Elisabeth Rose, Catherine, and either Anna or Cecelia as I recall, James Ian (a Scottish nod), Robert Edward Lee, and some other boy…
Just skip Fred, George, and one-name-fits-all names.
September 14, 2009 at 8:16 pm
I will. But one will be Katherine, and I very much like Emma. I might have to have more children just to use all the names I like.