Hey again. Yesterday me and my sisters babysat at a Rutgers Muslim Alumni Association Reunion Dinner! We did little paper plate creature crafts and Father's Day cards with the kids and we even made twisty balloons into swords, flowers, swans, and ducks for them, it was so cool and lots of fun (but a little tiring an exhausting at the same time). It's like imagine seven little hyper kids running around you and shouting "No I want a PINK sword, SHE wants the flower" and "I want TWO swords and one for him" and even "Make me a balloon NOW!". Aaaah one moment one dilemma and the next moment when you turn around some kid is trying to pull out the hair of the other because they said that "I'm not the best!".
And then there were the older second and first grade boys walking around like the ruled the world and fighting with swords and paper airplanes. So it's like "Hey you can't open that door it's the emergency exit. Wait, stop, you have to listen, I'm the babysitter."
Then they go, "You're my babysitter? Feed me porridge." ?!?! I know right... Kids totally do not make sense sometimes.
Yeah, just sometimes.
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