good night kiss
I started with the cute story and pictures. Let me continue. We began by the girls eating green beans while I made some dinner. Then, they jumped around, played with noisy packing paper, read books, and danced. After awhile, Genevieve wanted to play in the basement, so I brought her down there and ran back upstairs to find Gianna stuck in the bathroom. She shut the door and opened the bottom drawer...so far that she couldn't push it back in. When I shoved my fingers in the crack, the door pushed the drawer so that it wouldn't follow the tracks back in. I kept saying, "Gia, stand next to the potty," so that I didn't take her out in the process. Remember, the little sweetie I am babysitting is in my basement alone this entire time. My heart is starting to race...Do I call Molly and Josh? Ryan is going to kill me. Am I gonna have to break this door? Oh great, Gia is getting upset. Stay calm. I thought I was going to lose it. To my extreme relief, I managed to pull the drawer out completely and open the door. Gia was fine, and Gena was still happy as pie downstairs! That must be why people put safety clips on their drawers.
We sat down to eat dinner (tacos followed our green bean appetizer). Playtime again. I hear, "Rachel, Vito's getting me!" Gena comes racing around the corner with Vito attached to her blanky. She climbs to safety on the chair while I put pj's on Gia. "Vito, NO!" I look over to see Vito on Gena's leg, going to town. Vito spent the rest of the night locked in my room, Gia slept soundly in her bed, and Genevieve and I cuddled while watching The Santa Clause and making gifts for Mommy and Daddy.
Do you think I'll get asked to babysit ever again?




