lions and tigers and bears

( I don't think I can get away with saying I don't like sports any more. )

( Dollhouse 1x07 )

I had babysitting tonight. A repeat family, 5yr old boy, almost 1yr old girl. And let me tell you, that girl is adorable, but I would never be able to sleep if I was her mom. I put her down in her crib and made sure there were no blankets or toys near her face. A little while later I went in to check on her (baby monitors do not reassure me) and she had completely flipped around to the other end of the crib and buried her face in a pile of blankets. So, I moved the blankets away from her face, she immediately rolled over and face-planted in them again. I moved them again, and for a third time she found the blankets with her face. I finally just gave up and let her sleep how she wanted. But I was popping into her room to check that she was still breathing so often it's a wonder she didn't wake up. And the baby monitor, totally useless. I had it turned up so loud I could hear the ticking of her clock louder than the tv, still couldn't hear her breathing. Probably a good think I'm not a mom. I'd be so overprotective of my kids it would be unreal.

Tomorrow there is more babysitting and then Monday it's back to work. Where does the weekend go, I ask you?

five down, two to go

I managed to push through my serious aversion to section five and got it down. Only two more to go, a bit of polishing, and I'm actually going to have fic to post. I'm a little excited by the novelty of this.

I had a three hour break from the writing for purposes of babysitting this afternoon, and got a nice walk out of it as a bonus. Took the baby to the playground where he toddled about and explored a climber (with me about three hairs-breadth behind him). Barely ten minutes in, however, I noticed the sky turning an ominous shade of black and strapped baby back into the stroller for the fifteen minute walk back to the house. We didn't end up getting anything like a real storm, but it got pretty windy for a while and did rain a bit. Played with the baby and the dog for a couple of hours and when it was time for me to go home, he cried. Between him and baby girl snuggling up in my arms very trustingly last night, I'm feeling very well loved for a childless spinster-type.