When you go into a babysitting job you take on many role's. Being a babysitter you are a janitor/waitress/nurse/rocker/comedian/singer. Not everyone can handle all those role's. However, only a few can, and those my friend. Deserve metal's.

Today, I watched Taylor for Brian and Carla so they could go floating. Let's say, I taken an unexpected "swim" in a sea of soured milk. Yes, that's right. Your heard me correct. Soured milk. And if you thinking that it doesn't sound that fun. Well you are correct. You earned yourself a point! Anyway, after what seemed to be an endless sea of soured milk. It all finally came to a stop. Thankfully. I was amazed that it actually soaked through my shirt, and came-out white on my bra. I figured it would just be wet, but I was wrong. Deduct a point from me. After many hour's of trying to get the child to settle down and take a nap. He finally did.

It all bring's one thing to mind. It's a pretty dirty job. I think it's something Mike Rowe should tackle....with about 15 babies. Buuuut, I'm just evil like that today.


Cheerio!