so i'm babysitting a 4-year-old full time for my summer job. i didn't realize the toll it would take on my vocabulary and general way of thinking. it's hard going from assuring her that the fly in the kitchen CANNOT hurt her and making sure she doesn't fall off the monkey bars, to smoking a j on my porch and talking about existence and things. that's what evanston summers are i suppose.
i know every show on noggin. and that stupid annoying moose and his creepy owl friend zee. yes, we understand you're trying to teach the little ones how to count and tell obvious differences between things, but "shorter taller" is NOT a fun game, let alone a game at all.
i babysat for 11 hours today. usually after about 4 or 5 hours i start to get that constant internal monologue saying how i really can't take this anymore. it's just so exhausting. but for some reason, 11 hours was pretty easy. maybe because she makes a really darn cute superhero.
i had no idea there was a supergirl...
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