A Face Even a Mother Can’t Love

I like kids.

Many of them are adorable.

I commented on a photo of a co-worker’s children–two gorgeous toddlers with cheeky grins and thick, glossy hair.

“How old are they?” I asked.

“Benson’s four and Rosie’s two.”

“They’re so cute!”

“Really? I’ve always thought they’re funny looking.”


It’s tedious when parents boast about their children, but shouldn’t they at least appreciate them a little?