madness
wednesday, june 20, 2001
after a nice day at the beach and an unfortunate afternoon of shopping (hate it hate it hate it but found sandals and black pants) yesterday i'm now in the baby-sitting role again. it's been crazy. of course. because, you know, i'm babysitting kids, and kids are, well, at least a bit crazy.
you know how sometimes the cheesy talk shows make 13-year old girls who want to have a baby take home a simulated baby-doll to take care of for a week and at the end of the week the girls have all decided they never want to have children? i feel a bit like that.
i've got soar feet, kid-pee on my leg and dried ice cream in my hair. apparently it's NOT a good idea to take the dog and older child on a long walk to have lunch and then get icecream for the walk back to pick up the tiny kid of daycare because you'll discover that kid a whines for a bigger ice cream than he can handle and so you will end up with a dog and two icecreams and dirty kid a to juggle past traffic. once at the daycare kid b decides he doesn't want said icecream plus wants to be carried home and kid a won't even take the dog so you've got kids and dogs and leaky icecream EVERYwhere.
as we finally got back to the house kid a ran off to get a popsicle from the freezer while kid b desperately needed to pee. so he did. in the bushes. only he is too small to, well, pee very far so most of it got on his pants and down his legs into his shoes. i sent him back in pants-less only to find him on the floor ripping up the mail.
it's been a day. and it's only 2.30 p.m. sally jessie ricki geraldo, i don't want a baby no mo', i promise! (actually right now they look cute and clean playing pandemonium 2 in the livingroom.)
cin cin!
