Last week I played babysitter for a day for my Goddaughter Molly {2} and her brother Domingo {11 mos}.
I was beyond thrilled to have both kids, at my house all day,
planned out different activities to do, inside and out,
thought we could go to the park
enjoy some fresh air, ect.
I will admit I was a little worried watching both kids, for the first time, by myself for 8 hours.
Thats a LONG day without having a child proof house and not a ton of toys laying around.
Well little did I know by 9am that the lack of toys and non-childproofed house would be the least of my worries.
For some reason, I didn't think to stock up on Diet Coke before the kids arrived.
And if you know me... I need one every morning, it is my version of coffee.
Katie, the kid's mom, dropped them off around 7:45 and by 8:00am, Domingo had wet himself clear through his diaper and all over his outfit! Ugh! So i looked in the diaper bag and all that he had to put on was a thermal long sleeve onesie.. Sorry bud!
I thought that I would continue on the day and not focus on my diet coke, and just wait for Justin to come home for lunch but I decided by 9am that this was not going to be a possible task.
So I did what any responsible babysitter would do.
I told Molly that we were going on a walk, and she proceeded to put on her fleece jacket AND hat {mind you it was probably close to 60* at tho time.. but she is in the terrible twos and I have learned to pick my battles wisely} and poor Dom had on his onesie with no pants.. and I looked like a hot mess myself with my hair on top of my head, no make up and a tee shirt and jeans...
I put both kids in the wagon, covered Dom's and inevitably Molly's legs too {homegirl was not going to get cold on this short wagon ride} and I took them to Drug Mart to get my Diet Coke.
The entire walk up there the kids were laughing and clapping - I'm pretty sure they enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed the thought of finally having my morning Diet Coke.
We got to the store, and I was once again perplexed about how I was going to carry them through the store.. and I just opted to keep both kids in the wagon, while maneuvering around the aisles... I'm sure we were a sight to see.. but you know... at the end of the day... we all had fun!
And thats all that matters!