Babysitting

I am babysitting Brian's and Syd's kids. Kyle is around 4-5 months while Erik is 3 1/2 years old.

Kyle has been sleeping for a few hours. For a moment I envisoned he had stopped breathing and while I thought he was sleeping, he really had died in his sleep. If I had noticed his problem sooner then I could save him. I immediately ran to the living room and checked on him. I stared and saw him sucking lightly on his pacifier. Phew.

I do not know why my brain terrifes me like this but I rather it did not.

We all might go to the library. It depends on when Kyle wakes because I know I am not waking that kid. Erik has been watching TV for hours and I feel we should be doing more. I do not know what. I plan on reading the development book and thinking of ideas. I like to think that it is practice for when/if I have children.

All I know is, I do not know how Brian got stuff done. I know it gets easier as time goes by and it has not been that hard, but it is tiring. I'm glad that Kyle is such a good baby. If there was a screaming baby and a toddle freaking out because he did not want to wash his hands, then I might not be babysitting that long. Instead, they are two cute kids. Erik ate blueberries, blackberries, and an aspargus. He probably needs a nap but it is all good.

Oh right, I read Silverstein poems to Erik. He liked it but it might be too old for him. We almost watched Little Monster then a daydream popped into my head. Erik crying because he is know scared of monsters under the bed. Hmmmm, not a good idea.