Saturday, December 11, 2010

Day 07 - Better Late than Never

Ok, so I kind of blew my goal by like, a month, but whatever. And I'm not writing about today's assigned topic because I just don't like it. So there.

Instead I'm going to write about today's adventures in babysitting...the actual kind that do not include Elizabeth Shue. (Side bar: I love Elizabeth Shue, she should totally be in more things, and how great was she in Hamlet II playing herself? Answer: SO GREAT!)

So the boy's niece and nephew are spending the night. At the moment they are curled up on the couch watching a movie. The boy meanwhile, is passed out on the couch, literally snoring. Lightweight.

I have to say, we make the most awesome babysitters. We played Wii, baked cookies, went for a walk in the snow with the dog, ate nachos and cheese, took hilarious pictures and sent them to grandma and grandpa, put on our pjs and watched a movie. All in all, a super-fun time. Also, this is about 150% more effort/activity than we would ever have accomplished or even attempted on our own. Tomorrow will require naps.

Being an "aunt" totally rocks. The kids show up excited to be here because they know we're going to show them a good time. They're at the perfect age where we can do fun things like go to the Imax or to the Science Center, they're old enough to enjoy it but not so old that they're too cool for it yet. And we don't have to say no to anything so when they come visit, they eat garbage and stay up too late.

But the best, best part is that babysitting gives us an excuse to do all those things that we would feel silly doing on our own. Playing at the Science Center, trying on costumes in the store, making snow angels in the park...all of these things require children in order to lessen the creepiness factor. (Preferably children who know you because "stranger" children do nothing to make you appear less of a freak show).

But kids are also exhausting, as every mom and anyone who's ever been to a mall food court will tell you, so it will also be great when they go home tomorrow and leave us to enjoy the peace and quiet.

1 comment:

notquiteawake said...

Alcohol also gives you a pretty good excuse to do those things. Or so I hear.