 Yup…it is our children. Don’t get me wrong; I love kids, and I love them a lot but, let’s face it if they weren’t so cute, the fruit of our loins, endearing, sweet, funny, awe inspiring, etc we probably wouldn’t even let them in our cars.
Of course being a babysitter gives you that outside perspective that parents probably don’t have. For example; I’m constantly stopping children from peeing outside in the bushes (boys of course), eating their boogers, picking up an ice-cream that fell off the cone and eating it, playing in the toilet, putting snails in their mouths, playing in their diaper, touching their poopy bum, eating anything that they’ve found outside, playing in the gutter in swamp infested water, trying to slurp up some new found goo through a straw, picking up cat poop, getting in the dog bed that you’re currently trying to clean vomit out of, etc. You know it’s true, and since you’re in the midst of it you don’t even think about it but when you take a step back; oh, you get it. But, after all is said and done we love them just the same.
