Oh Katja...

Four year old Katja, is both the devil reincarnated and a 

sweet little angel. It really just depends on what hour of

the day it is.  And what type of mood she is in. Then there are

those gray areas, certain hours of the day when Katja is neither

angel nor devil, but just...insane?  

Age, Sex, Location?

22, Female, In route to ballet lesson via the Zug bus.

Katja says, "Brittany, can you now stick your tongue on my tongue?"

Very calmly and in a whisper I respond, "No, Katja we're not going to do that."

"But why? Why not?" (starting to shout, mind you) "Brittany put your tongue on my tongue!

It will feel so funny!"

While she is saying these things, she is trying with all her four year old might to 

stick her tongue in my mouth.  Now it's becoming a scene, people are staring

at me. And I'm trying to smile in a way that says,

 'I'm not a pedophile. Kids?! Ha, what are you gonna do?'

But that message isn't really getting across to fellow bus passengers

and Katja isn't really calming down any. How do you explain to a four

year old, that you can't make out with them? Awkward...

It was a bit of a struggle to turn her around and tell her to be quiet.

In retaliation she said, "Fine, BIRTHday!" (I should have never told

them that they are not allowed to call me that. It's now their favorite

thing to say when they want to be spiteful).

But I must say, that was the first time I have been happy to be called

'birthday.' Because to her, the thought of annoying me far outweighed

her desire to experiment with me on a bus full of people.

Thank God.