Christopher and I opened a daycare on Saturday. Naturally it’s not out of the ordinary for me to camp out in Babysitterville, but Christopher rarely joins me on my adventures. This time he came along to help out because Jenn and Aggie were having some peace and quiet out in the freezing garage a yard sale and I was enlisted to control the little people. We had two 2 year olds and two 1 year olds so it was ALL HANDS ON DECK. 
This is how Molly felt when she learned I was coming to babysit AGAIN. Everything is so dramatic with her.  
I ran the ship alone for the first few hours. Aidan and Levi showed up after a few hours and it was all smiles and laughter until Molly informed Levi that the mothers had fled the scene. 
“Why must they continually leave us? Don’t they love us? Don’t they want us attached to their hips/legs/arms 27/4? Let us bang upon the door until they return.”
The whole operation went surprisingly well, but I almost fell down the stairs when I told the boys I didn’t want them playing upstairs and Sammy said, “You’re bossy.” Sassy Pants. 
Christopher said he’d never spoon fed a baby so it seemed only natural for him to be in charge of feeding the smallest child. Levi sticks to Christopher like a little tree frog whenever he sees him. It’s the cutest thing.
We got home a little after noon and I went to Zumba while Christopher took a three hour nap. 
I guess it’s safe to say one of us isn’t accustomed to life in Diaperland.