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don’t call me. i have plans.

In about me, childfree, heh, manners on July 6, 2011 at 2:22 pm

just because i was clever enough not to have kids in the interest of my own freedom, doesn’t mean that i have nothing to do.

you can’t call me up asking if i can babysit in 20 minutes. i’ll probably have plans.

don’t ask me if i can babysit so that you can make your friday night date, in desparation to find yourself a new babydaddy. i already have plans.

don’t swing by my place with the hopes of dropping your kid off for ’1/2 an hour’ while you go to the dentist. i was just about to run some errands.

i don’t spend all of my childfree time sitting around on my duff (just some of it). i make plans. i see people. i do stuff.

the secret to babysitting is…

In awkward, childfree, heh, lessons learned on June 12, 2011 at 6:57 pm

well i just spent a joy-filled evening babysitting my dear niece and nephew. don’t get me wrong. i adore them and would do just about anything in the world for them (that explains the babysitting gig). but the night was less than idea. as is so often the case with the beh-behs.

the youngest one gave threw a fit because he wanted his parents to stay home. as a result he refused to move from between the couch cushions all night and shot the stink eye my direction the whole evening.

the older one complained that she was bored but didn’t want to do anything i suggested. harumph.

so i gave up trying. we watched shows and ate popcorn and chips. i guess, after all, that’s what being a fun aunt is about – letting them do what they’d like to do.

here’s where i leak the big secret:

you can pit the kids against each other. no matter what it is they don’t want to do, all you have to say is, ‘last one there’s a rotten egg!’.

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