And Some Lovely Male Clothes?

Babysitting. The easiest job in the world...right? Not exactly. Babysitting is having to act like an adult for up to nine hours at a time. Now what sixteen year old wants to do that on a Friday night? When you start out babysitting it's a piece of cake, looking after middle schoolers who will do their homework when asked, help you make dinner, and then read/play video games without giving you much grief. Oh, how I miss those days. When you grow in age and maturity level some people will probably let you look after their toddlers and infants. 2, 3, 4 and 5 year olds are a heap of trouble. They fight, they scream, they run, they fall down, they cry, they whine, and the list goes on and on. And when it comes to bedtime, forget about it. You rock the baby, the five year old wants you to rock them too. And then they both fall asleep and you can't move without waking them. And when you do move, they both wake up and demand you rock them more and lie down with them for "just one minute." Of course, when a five year old says one minute they definitely mean 10 minutes to an hour. Thankfully when they force you to let them stay up an hour after their bedtime they get a little worn out and will fall asleep around the second time you put them to bed. On worse days, you might get the baby to sleep but the other one...she'll beg for nine bedtime stories with that winning way, throw a tantrum when you only read her six, and scream your name at gradually higher decibels when you put her to bed half an hour later. Don't get me wrong, kids are super cute, and eternally grateful when you bring them two new Ken dolls, wearing "lovely male clothes", for no reason at all. And when they're the most talkative kids you've ever babysat, they're probably going to be your favorite, just because "kids say the darndest things." They're a hassle, but they're also supremely entertaining. (And getting paid for it is just icing on the cake). Ah, babysitting.