I used to babysit alot. As a kid growing up, as an Aunt to my now 16 and 18 year old niece and nephew and a few little munchkins in between.
Some how over the past 10 years, not so much. I don't know if most people thought that maybe I had an aversion to kids because we couldn't have any of our own, or if I grew spikes in my arms that gave'em little pin pricks, or maybe I am just getting older and my patience or lack thereof wears on my sleeve??? No, can't be that, I have the patience of a saint most days. However, nowadays, I am pretty much the last resort. The one you call when you are desperate. The one who'll do in a pinch. I don't take it personally, I find it humorous that I have them all fooled!
I love kids! Especially the squishy, beat'em up and they come back for more kind! So when my best friend, Julee, called in pure desperation-last resort-ohmigoshwhatamigonnadopleasehelpme way, I said "Sure!!" Gee, that was easy!
Top of the morning today, I arrived with coffee in hand to help me keep up with not one, but two curtain climbers.
Colton played with blocks...
Here comes the 911 part...
I am such a bad Aunt. How could I? Oh, it was so easy. I have been scheming of ways to get these kids all to myself for months! And you know how I got thanked??? I got to change Colton's poopie diaper all by myself. This kids got some serious clench-factor. I haven't changed a poopie diaper in forever! Blechie!
So after having done all these horrible things to Julee's daughter, here is her reaction:
It did not get me in trouble. But ya wanna know what did???
Dirty little brat...