I now understand the dilemmas of having a father who dates. Not that I have to get used to anyone new, I could care less, but that I will have to babysit the kids. And that is precisely what happened today from 2 to 6. I babysat two 6-month old twins while my papa took their mama out to the movies for a break. Before driving over I assumed that these would be baby's that could not crawl and would just sit in a crib with a Binky while I sat around and relaxed. Not the case. As soon as they left not one but both of them started to cry mercilessly. They then cried for 2 hours. I desperately rocked that baby until it threw up on me and then I thought that maybe this kid just hated me so I traded with my sister. The baby's names were Mckenzie and Anika, as in Anikan Skywalker I think. After we both realized that these kids were just angry people we nicknamed one Darth Vader. It seemed to fit. And of course the hour right before the mom got home they stopped and played by themselves, so the mom had no idea the kind of day that we had. Needless to say I smell like baby spit-up.....disgusting.
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