parenting. you’re doing it wrong.
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!’.