Babysitting, more babysitting, and some more babysitting.

Let's start with some fun statistics: From last Tuesday to today (that's one week) I have babysat:

>16 kids

>45 hours

>2 dogs

>5 families

>6 days

>age range of 5 to 12.

>4-9 hours per family

So yeah. I'm tired. But it was fun. Crazy, but fun. I've learned a lot, like how nice it is to live somewhere not cluttered and where the counters get wiped off. I didn't know I was a neat freak--well, actually, I'm not. I have this weird personality that I"m whatever everyone around me isn't. Like, if no one's leading, I will, but if someone else will, I won't. If no one else will clean up, I will.

One family has kids who listen right away, one family is really considerate, like they're there to serve me, not vice versa. One family has a girl named Maria whose life ambition is to be a princess. She has the most vivid imagination...mostly copying off of her favorite movies and making her the damsel in distress and me the sidekick or bad guy. Oh, and she adds her own plot to it. Another family of kids (triplets) loves to play with my long hair. Loves it. The girls played with it for about an hour, while I read to them. And the last family has a boy who plays video games, asks if I can play it for him, and then says stuff like, "Ooh, we're winning!" and "you're getting lots of points for us!" which could be totally annoying or adorable. I consider it to be adorable, or I couldn't babysit him for 7 hours.