I hope you never fade, as you drip through my veins...
I just had one of the worst baby sitting experiences ever... o.o;;

There were two ten-year-olds, an 8-year-old, and a six-year old.
They kept complaining about how bored they were... So I told them to put pillows in their shirts and run into eachother at full speed... and they did. Which was really amusing until the six-year-old got hurt. He started crying. But, apparently, if you say "humpdoodle", he stops crying, and starts laughing.

So then, they went downstairs. So I figured I'd just stay upstairs a little while longer, then go check on them.

I was sitting here, talking to Keely on the phone, when I heard him crying again. He was yelling, "But, I don't want to pull my pants down!!"

o_o;; I ran downstairs to see what was going on, and he was huddled up in a little corner. I asked them what was going on, and the three 'older' ones looked at me innocently, and Cassidy said, "Don't you think he'd be way cooler if he was running around in his tighty whiteys?"

Wow. So he cried again, and said I was laughing at him...

We got him calmed down... Then, they started calling him "Bob", so he was crying. Again.

Eli spilled grapefruit juice all over my: [ Sevendust CD, DVD, Lyric book, and CD case]. [Post card from Aisha]. [Hairclips]. [Necklace]. [Blank CDs]. [Some other things]. Plus, it stained the wood. -_-;

I think I'm going to bed now...

Love.

Broken Hearts