So the family outing I referred to in the last few blogs was about my traveling to Richmond to babysit-- er, "bond"-- with my cousins Noah and Norah. Noah is 12 and perfectly capable of entertaining himself. But Norah is 5 and a screamer and a cryer and child that constantly needs attention. The first day I kept thinking, "Norah has the cutest laugh ever!"
I no longer believe that. I'm sure it's just as cute as it was 3 days ago, but I am forever scarred by this past babysitting experience.
I am seriously considering never having children.
2 more blogs will be up before the night's over.
Promise...?
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