A sign?

I just saw the Volvo commercial with the little girl blathering on about something unintelligible and the dad looking a little confused, but amused at the same time. This commercial just seems to confirm for me that kids are weird. I've never been good with kids. My better half can get down on all fours with a colander on his head and have some kind of babble conversation with a kid. I stare at the toddler who has just attempted to communicate and all I can do is smile and nod because I'm really wondering what the hell this kid just said. It's even better when people put a babbling toddler on the phone. Then I really don't know what to do. It worries me that I won't be good with my own kids. But then I remember that my mother, who is a saint and the best mom in the world, didn't particularly like other kids and swears she never felt maternal before having kids. Of course, there was the poor girl down the street whose mom also didn't like other kids and wasn't maternal. The only problem was that she apparently wasn't all that into her own kids, either. I hope I'm not that lady.

A note to Fox: Watching a new episode of Justice was going to be the highlight of my evening last night. And it wasn't on. Jerks.