day six - baby sit!

baby sit a new family.

Ok. so it doesn't have to be a new family.  But for me it was.  I normally watch a family with two little girls.  Age 3 and age 6.  The parents canceled on me tonight, but the family they were going out with hired me.  I was watching the two little kids for the first time.  a 6 year old girl, and a 9 year old boy.  a BOY? shoot.  I always watch girls and know what to do with them.  So i had to figure out what to do with a boy.  I went to michaels, and in the dollar section they have pretty cool crafts.  I bought a foam design kit (butterfly for the girl, monkey for the boy), a doorknob hanger design thing for both....and  a helicopter for the boy.  Yes..... a helicopter.  It came with wood pieces he had to glue together and then paint.  for a DOLLAR!  and let me tell you. he loved it.  They did crafts, watched sponge bob and iCarly, ate maccaroni and cheese, and hung out with me all night.  They were perfect.  And again, whoever knows me, knows i loveeee little kids.  and the OT in me loves crafts.  So tonight was perfect.  The kids didn't care about anything except watching the tv and painting their crafts.  Reminds me of the quote "sometimes i wish i were a kid again.  Skinned knees are alot easier to fix then broken hearts".  sounds about right.  I'm still aching through each day, while these kids were worrying about how much mac and cheese they'd get, or the amount of paint they had on their hands.  They didn't care about getting their heart broken, or making it through each day.  I don't think they could even fathom how that would feel.  Instead, they loved me, with everything they had.  They read a good night story to me.  and when the parents got home, they were amazed at the crafts the children did with me.  they loved me.  they wanted me back.  they paid me $80 for 4 hours.  yeah.  you heard me.  I want to go back to them.  I was able to meet up with some friends in downtown after and wasnt concerned with how expensive drinks were.  I was rich for the night.  I forgot about him for the night.  skinned knees.  broken hearts.  didn't matter.  thought of the kids saying goodnight.  telling me what they wanted to do next time.  loving me.  unconditionally.  douchebag is slowly fading from my mind.  and with those thoughts i slowly fade to sleep.  with good things on my mind for the first time in almost a week.  I am able to smile again.  able to laugh again.  able to slowly be me again.  goodnight world.  goodnight life.  goodnight ME.