I watched my nephews this past weekend, which seems to be fairly common occurrence as of late. I don’t mind watching them, I love them to death. But after a couple of hours it makes me wonder how people with children do it. They are such a handful! The oldest, Shaun, is 4. The younger one, Steven is 1 1/2 years old.
I watched them because my sister and her husband were going golfing, it was my sisters first time and she grossly underestimated how long it would take them. They were probably at my house for 4 or 5 hours, and my house is pretty boring for kids. I swear I have watched Alladin and Scooby Doo at least 20 times each in the past few months. I did get Shaun into sharks though and I downloaded Shark Week 2009 for him, he must get his obsession with dangerous animals from me. But even videos of great white attacks will only keep a 4 year old occupied for so long.
They did help me make breakfast, it was so cute with them sitting on the counter and putting salt in the eggs or scrambling them; Shaun even flipped the bacon for me. I took pictures of course and I’ll have them up here soon. The greatest thing about watching my nephews is that I can have fun with them but then I can give them back.
