Kids will lead you to your grave much sooner than you think.
I love spending time with kids. I do so even in my mind since physically; they are not easy to come by of late. They are locked up in high walled prison cells masquerading as their homes (or do I mean home masqueraded as prison cells - not sure). They laugh so hard at things that are not funny and make you think you could easily be hired to perform with the U-turn comedians. You make a funny face, and one dumb kid literally dies of hilarity that she has to first lie on the floor against her back and digest all the laughter you just ignited in them. They think you are a miracle worker. The good part about that is that they will believe what you say. When one hits her smallest toe against the wall, she will cry so hard while staring at you to do something; to heal them. All you need to do is touch the injured part and convince them that the pain is gone. Ask where it was that they hit their toe, then slap and spit on it. Allow them to do the same. There. You have performed