Saturday, August 06, 2005
I just love babies
Yesterday I got to babysit for N+J's kids, B, aged 2.5 years, and J, aged 6 weeks. It had been so long since I had babysat a kid that little! That baby was SOOOOOOOO cute, and B was such a good helper. X below is my former housemate (the French one) from my last house.
So like a good dumbass, when B got up from his nap, I tried to get him to eat a snack and then I asked if he wanted to go to the park. We got packed up and went out the door. I thought I should go look for a sweatshirt for him, and realized that I had locked the keys inside! With a 6 week-old nursing baby here in the stroller! I checked that I hadn't put the keys in the diaper bag, and stuck my fingers right into a poopy diaper. Rad. I wiped my fingers in the dirt in a flowerpot, and went on with my day. We just went to the park, since the neighbors in the cohousing community weren't home yet. The baby fell asleep just as we were leaving, and he maybe slept a half an hour. He was very chill for a kid who didn't get to eat for 5 more hours.
After the park, B. went potty at a neighbor's while I tried to pull open the door on the recommendation of the parents (I had locked the top lock, though). S. held the baby and hung with B. Apparently the baby's blanket fell into the poopy toilet. Lovely. Community members looked around for keys to their house, and didn't find one. I held the baby and he took another 10 minute nap, and I changed him for a second time. Oh, he is so cute! B hung out with X and her kid C for the most part.
X took the kids to the store and got formula and those plastic things you can put inside bottles. But there was no bottle in the package (DUH), so she had to go borrow a bottle from a neighbor. The kid dozed off again, till I tried to put him down on her bed. I made the forumla and it was too hot. I gave the kids some peanut butter and bread while X received a phone call that informed her that an ex of hers had committed suicide! She gave the kids some more food, and took them with her to the airport to pick up another community mate. The baby sucked that 4 ounces of formula down really fast (!), and kind of dozed off for a second. He was for them ost part really happy and chill. Right before his mother got back, he got fussy, and I realized that it was because he had been looking at the same thing for 5 or 10 minutes! I had forgotten how little babies get bored so easily.
Anyhow, thank god X was around so we could use her house. I could have walked the kids to the store myself to get the formula, but I think all my money was inside! Gawd.
So the baby was fine, in spite of C having pushed on his chest, sat on his feet, smushed his hand, and whacked his head. It was so depressing, how violent she was. And fussy. She never has napped when I am around her on Friday nights. I just don't get it.
But anyhow, I've still got my touch with the babies.
email me at haydees@gmail.com
So like a good dumbass, when B got up from his nap, I tried to get him to eat a snack and then I asked if he wanted to go to the park. We got packed up and went out the door. I thought I should go look for a sweatshirt for him, and realized that I had locked the keys inside! With a 6 week-old nursing baby here in the stroller! I checked that I hadn't put the keys in the diaper bag, and stuck my fingers right into a poopy diaper. Rad. I wiped my fingers in the dirt in a flowerpot, and went on with my day. We just went to the park, since the neighbors in the cohousing community weren't home yet. The baby fell asleep just as we were leaving, and he maybe slept a half an hour. He was very chill for a kid who didn't get to eat for 5 more hours.
After the park, B. went potty at a neighbor's while I tried to pull open the door on the recommendation of the parents (I had locked the top lock, though). S. held the baby and hung with B. Apparently the baby's blanket fell into the poopy toilet. Lovely. Community members looked around for keys to their house, and didn't find one. I held the baby and he took another 10 minute nap, and I changed him for a second time. Oh, he is so cute! B hung out with X and her kid C for the most part.
X took the kids to the store and got formula and those plastic things you can put inside bottles. But there was no bottle in the package (DUH), so she had to go borrow a bottle from a neighbor. The kid dozed off again, till I tried to put him down on her bed. I made the forumla and it was too hot. I gave the kids some peanut butter and bread while X received a phone call that informed her that an ex of hers had committed suicide! She gave the kids some more food, and took them with her to the airport to pick up another community mate. The baby sucked that 4 ounces of formula down really fast (!), and kind of dozed off for a second. He was for them ost part really happy and chill. Right before his mother got back, he got fussy, and I realized that it was because he had been looking at the same thing for 5 or 10 minutes! I had forgotten how little babies get bored so easily.
Anyhow, thank god X was around so we could use her house. I could have walked the kids to the store myself to get the formula, but I think all my money was inside! Gawd.
So the baby was fine, in spite of C having pushed on his chest, sat on his feet, smushed his hand, and whacked his head. It was so depressing, how violent she was. And fussy. She never has napped when I am around her on Friday nights. I just don't get it.
But anyhow, I've still got my touch with the babies.
email me at haydees@gmail.com
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