Saturday, December 13, 2008
I'm beginning to think maybe my kids aren't as angelic as I think. Okay, scratch that, I've never thought my kids were angelic. But I do think they are better behaved than a lot of kids out there. They are a bit needy in the attention department from strangers (well, not strangers, teenage girls or other moms who Princess Sparkley loves to chat the ears off of), but that aside, they are pretty good kids. But every time I need a babysitter, which is only 3-4 times a year, no one is available. I'm beginning to think they are avoiding us and coming up with excused not to babysit, much like myself as a teenager. I should have said yes more often, it's the babysitting gods frowning down upon me.