Daily Happenings

I wish it wasn't like highly illegal for me to post pictures and talk about all the babies I babysit for. For those that are keeping track, I have three consistent families right now. The most frequent is the family of four kids under the age of 6. They are so awesome. The other two little girls, Caitlin and Taylor, that I was with most of the time before (you may remember taylor as sign language baby--she's 2 now and speaking in better sentences than I do. I love her) I don't see as often but I go and hang out with them a lot, not working really. Then a brand new fam, started last week, just four hours on Mondays and its two girls that hand me their dolls all day.

BUT...as for the best story of the week---I wish there was a camera on the situation with me and the four kids. I sit and laugh at myself, them, the messes, the extent to which I multi-task and it's just the best time. I really wish I wasn't always worrying about the work I have to get done or the article I have to write while I'm with them...but I usually forget about that stuff for the moment anyway.

Today, since it was 38 degrees out and we are going to get snow tomorrow (by the way, we haven't had any in three weeks. I'm really sorry to everyone who's buried in the snow but for those of you in MD, I don't ACTUALLY feel that bad because you don't live your lives around walking everywhere. BUT--that's a crap load of snow so sorry if your lives have been terrible because of it). So...we played in the garage (they have swings and things in there) and this is the scene.

I am holding baby Wesley (7 months) who is in some form of fleece suit that binds him in a way that doesn't allow hands or feet to be exposed and is really really really cute. Hadley, (2-year-old girl), is on one of the swings like superman every so often falling onto the concrete floor, looking at me in fear of pain, then laughing, then snotting everywhere and asking me to put her back on the swing in the language that involves words that ordinarily begin with "f" starting with "p" and words like "mutt" somehow translating into "milk." Gordy (4) on the other swing...swinging sideways (hence the reason for Hadley continuing to fall off her swing) while I continuously ask "nicely" please stop doing that Gordy, "hey Gordy? Why?" "Excuse me, hello? Stop please." All the while, Getchell (6) the ever-attention seeking oldest child (for good reason, I'm not accusing) is WAILING a street hockey ball back and forth with me as I play with him in some game that has ever-changing rules that always seem to result in Getchell winning and me losing (suspicious) and I'm holding a lefty hockey stick with my left hand, while pushing hadley with that elbow, and holding baby Wesley in my right arm, who is slobbering on my ear/hair while pulling my earrings out. This took place for 40 minutes:)

This is just one of four million scenarios that occur everyday that I WISH somebody could see. I'm sure parents out there understand it all but MAN is it funny---when I have a bunch of kids, I'm going to have a camera and force people to watch my daily life like its a slideshow of a trip.

Journalism....

Still exists. I got a job as a writer for the New England Lacrosse Journal and am currently working on my first article. This is actually a trial--if I don't mess this up, I'll have the job. I also have school---and NO SYLLABUSES (yes, that's the correct spelling of it). I can't handle when i can't plan ANYTHING because of teacher laziness. Therefore, when I start getting crazy assignments...I will get extremely upset with my professors and force some sort of uprising against it because I'm not going to NOT have jobs outside of school just in case I have assignments that they failed to tell me about in advance. Sorry! Annoying.

I also got an offer from sportsofboston.com (i think thats the url?). Its a Boston sports blog that doesn't pay but if I get this lax article finished in time, I will submit a blog post on the BCS system as the final step to getting that job.

and...I'm working for the WEBN sports show. Emerson channel sports tv station. Run by undergrads...we'll see how much work I actually do for it. It's a great idea but not as organized as I would have hoped.

Oh, and that hip hop class I took? Never again. Let's just say the regular teacher was at the America's best dance crew competition in LA...so there was a sub, who danced just like those guys and didn't slow anything down. I was terrible and it was wayyyy out of my league.

I think I'll stick with video choreography and Britney Spears moves.

A tip for people that don't like working out in a gym, perhaps: I just went in there at around 8:40 and was planning on running for two miles maximum. I hate the treadmill. BUT, I got in and the Biggest Loser was on so I watched and for some reason, the motivation led me to NOT stop running (I walked too every so often) for 50 minutes. I ran over 5 miles of a treadmill, I mean, I walked too so it wasn't that fast but whatever, that NEVER would have happened. Therefore, I suggest watching that show while you work out...it's great.

I THINK Colleen is coming to visit this weekend---that would be awesome so we'll see with the snow.

It's Valentine's Day on Sunday. I love holidays. Even one that's just a "Hallmark" holiday...who cares. People that get mad about that annoy me...I don't love the day bc I have a boyfriend..he's the LAST human ever that would care about a holiday that suggests he should give me things. I love the holiday because, like the reasons I love all other holidays, it means I get to bake things!!! I'm going to attempt some red velvet cupcakes:)

I'll let you know how they go... they'll probably be gross since I don't have a mixer or any of the necessary items one needs to bake but hey, I'm pretty easy to please. I made cookies the other day and ate the extra brown sugar and butter mixture with a spoon for no reason at all and thought nothing of it. But now that I think about it, it was so gross.

Can you tell I don't get to talk to people about anything all day? And that the only thing I do all day is talk in a high-pitched voice to small people that think I'm fun saying things like "Oooohh, how great is that!!!" "That is sooo silly!" "Oh my GOOOODNESS!!"

I give myself a headache...but I wouldn't have it any other way:)