Finally, it's the last day of babysitting and hopefully I will never be asked again. But just in case they do, I will make sure that I have an alibi. Sometimes I think I should just find a regular job, get paid and then I have a great excuse why I cannot babysit. Somehow it sounds really crappy and coward excuse, but for those of you who are consistently being asked to baby sit other people's kids, I am sure you know what I am talking about. Here's what I look with the two grandchildren after they arrive early in the morning. As you can see, the baby is a bit big and solid. No wonder my left arm is sore after the first day.
|I am not sleeping on the job, they are just a little drooping from lack of sleep and being tired.|