Adventures in Babysitting

L's taking care of her 14-month-old cousin over the weekend, while Baby's mom and dad are at a comic-con in Nashville. So I get to help. L's doing most of the care, I just kinda come along behind and pick up the slack, or the mess, or whatever.

Now, as most of you know, childcare isn't my forte. I've helped my sister out during her assessments (boy, talk about adventures! This is where I learned that herding children is like herding cats), but otherwise? No. Oh, I don't neglect them or anything, I just don't always know what to do with them. That frustrates me, so I end up not doing the best I could. Plus once they become mobile...oh my cow. The old knees start protesting: "SIT DOOOOOOOOWN! WE HUUUUUUUUUUUURT!"

So anyway. She's here until Monday. Y'all may want to call us then to see if we've survived. If you get the machine, assume we're passed out from fatigue, or possibly running around the apartment laughing hysterically.

To quote Pepe le Peu: "I hope we can hold out." O_o

Two Outta Three Ain't Bad

My nephew's getting married!

I know, it looks like I'm really excited about that, what with the exclamation point and all. I think it's more appropriate to say, I'm stunned more than anything. This is my older nephew I'm talking about, C, the one who's working in Iraq. He and his fiancee, N, have been together for eight years. Eight years! That amount of time is almost unimaginable to me. I mean, in terms of a relationship, eight years would be either 'fish or cut bait,' or 'we should've been married five years ago.' But whatever. They've only actually been engaged since Thanksgiving, and the wedding's in May.

So, first my niece, now my older nephew. The younger nephew has actually just (sort of) broken up with his girlfriend, so he's not going to make it a triple crown anytime soon. That leaves my older sister...and me.

Stranger things have happened.