I took a little time off from work this weekend to babysit for my three cousins. Since Mom and Dad were on vaca, I provided a vaca of my own- unrestricted Playstation, lunch at Carl's Jr., late bedtimes, and lots of dessert. My Pizookie was especially popular:


After our enormous treat we watched Planet Earth, where I was made aware (via text and call) of a local star sighting...and the boys thought it was
very cool that Mary Jane from Spider Man was up where they go skiing. When Mom called to check in a few minutes later, all the boys felt it necessary to discuss were Kiki and dessert. Proof of my excellent parenting skills- calorie fests and celebrity gossip. Wonderful.
We had a lot of fun, but I have decided to put off having children of my own for another 10-20 years. I just don't really understand how moms do it. I wore only sweatsuits and ponytails all weekend..I couldn't ever shower because I was sure that as soon as I shut the bathroom door one of them would tumble down the brick stairs, stick their finger in a light socket, or throw the tv out the window. So feel free to ask me to babysit, but don't even bother asking when I plan on having my own :)