The Awkward Babysitter

I don't know why, but I'm not all that spectacular dealing with kids. Little kids are fine, sure.. because they can be entertained if you make a silly face or toss them a ball. But older kids who are beginning to think they're too cool for babysitters? Yeah, no.

I'm not a very assertive person. Therefore, I'm the babysitter who every kid knows can easily be taken advantage of. It's not that I don't know how to yell... it's just that I honestly don't care if the kid does whatever they want. As long as they're safe, not making a mess I can't easily clean up, or they're not crying, then I'm happy.

It just doesn't seem worth the trouble arguing with kids. They like you so much more when you just do what they want, let them win at games, and compliment them on everything they do.

The only part about babysitting that makes me really uncomfortable is when the parents come home. This is usually what happens:

I don't know why they keep asking me to come back.

I Made Cookies

I made cookies with the most awesome person in the world yesterday.

Haters Gunna Hate

I ate the face first... because I'd hate for his brain to still be in tact while I severed his tail. Might as well take away the pain before eating the rest of him.

I don't really have much more to say about this experience, other than the cookies were delicious. And I drank from a cookie monster mug while eating these... because... I mean who wouldn't drink from a cookie monster mug while eating cookies if they had one?