Babysitting...

Yes, I do on rare occasions do babysitting jobs for my brother who has three kids. It's usually very boring because my style of babysitting is me sitting down on the couch and watching the rugrats play around the house and only get up for the occasional restroom break or to see if they broke something. Unfortunately I had to spend the prior night at my brother's house to watch his kids the next day while he went off to work. Wondering where the mother is? Well she's in Mexico on vacation I suppose. I don't know, but for the life of me I couldn't fall asleep there at his house. I'm pretty sure it was the sofa I was sleeping on and the fact the place I was sleeping at wasn't my home. You know the saying, "Home is where the heart is?" I agree with this old adage fully. I just feel uncomfortable... Somewhere around the time two in the morning, I finally passed out only to be awaken by my phone ringing. It was my boyfriend calling me at five in the morning. I'm not mad about it or anything, actually I find it cute that he called me so early in the morning. We gave each other our "I love you's" and I passed out again. I woke up around eight and waited for the kids to come downstairs. They did and they pretty much entertained themselves for the rest of the day as I sat on the couch. I did make them some eggs though. I suppose that's what a nanny does. I'm no nanny. I pretty much just stared at the clock all day until my brother came home. When he finally did I was ready to jet! I don't like watching other peoples kids.... (Things I Despise #141)