Watching Other Peoples Kids

I have been and will be babysitting my friend Jess's 3 little kids twice a week for 4-5 hours. Tuesdays and Thursdays.

So an overview of how today went...

One word... HORRIBLE...

I was threw up on and had to clean up smeared poo off my bathroom wall. One child, E, wouldn't stop crying. The oldest, R, wouldn't stop tattling. The middle, a boy around Mason's age, V, was sick.

I'll let you guys guess who threw up on me and who smeared the poo. I will tell you it was the same little person both times. I know he didn't feel good though.

The poo was total accident. You know the sick poo, didn't quite make it to the potty and then tried to clean himself up. Got it on his hand and then my wall trying to brace himself...

A quick bath and fresh clothes and I thought we were good to go...

We were all standing in the kitchen getting ready to play a game. When all of a sudden V just erupts. All over my legs, chunks of banana and milk. You read that right. Chunks of milk. AWESOME.

I can handle throw up. It doesn't affect it.

I look over and see that R is dry heaving, Mason is a faint green color, and E is reaching down to play in it.

Sweet

Just frickin SWEET...

So I say all kids to the living room. Play hide and seek...

I sit on the edge of the tub just wash my legs off... Oh so totally gross!!

Then I had to find V some more clothes because he had already had the poo accident and gone through his clean undies and jeans and socks and shirt.

Thankfully it didn't take long.

After that things calmed down considerably. V laid around on the couch and watch cars. Mason played quietly with his cars on the table and R and E played with some blocks in the kitchen on the freshly mopped floor.

It was then that I looked at the clock and realized it was only 3:15 and their mom wouldn't be here to pick them up until around 5:30.

I'm really hoping Thursday goes better.