Oh MAN...
So I've been recruited by my uncle to watch his two small children for a week and a half while he goes on vacation. They are great kids. But LORD does this whole experience teach me that I am not even sorta ready for any sort of real responsibility. I mean, I can BARELY handle taking care of myself, much less other tiny things that are completely dependant on me.
For instance... both of these darling children COMPLETELY have my number. I figured that last night I'd do something fun since both of them are missing their parents. I took 'em to dinner, and then I took 'em to go see "A Bee Movie". On the way to the movie, the little girl says "I would really like to go to logan's road house for dinner." Steak house... no effin way... I make money, but I'm not gonna buy two small children 20 oz steaks... "How about any different restaurants out there?" The little dude pipes in with, "Well, there is a BW3s"... Allright... I can buy 'em some wings for cheap, and it'll be nice and quick right before the movie...
The little girl is silent. "What's up? BW3's sound good?" "well... I really wanted to eat at Logan's... it's fine, though, I guess". The little boy chirps his agreement to the steak house, then adds his own little guilt trip. Neither of these children is over 10, and BOTH of them have mastered the ability to guilt me into doing something.
So, I put my foot down, and we go to Logans. While there, the little girl has to go to the bathroom. Do I pick up the little boy too, and take them both? The bathroom door is out of view. She says she'll be fine, and just runs off. I guess I stay at the table with the little dude. I don't know if any of you have gone through this, but do you know that little boys can remember / talk about their specific experiences playing their different video games? He apparently beat the 49'ers with the titans 49-17. The little girl comes back, and orders about $25 worth of food. The 5 year old (thankfully) gets a kids meal.
I kinda feel more like a car that is being used to get to the interesting spots rather than the person driving.
I love those two kids. They are both awesome, and SUPER smart, but for the love of god... I'm gonna buy an extra pack of condoms to throw in my bedside drawer when this week is over.