babysitting.

Tomorrow officially begins three months of hanging out with a two year old (and a non-talkative 7 year old). This is likely to entail lots of Caillou, crafts, peek-a-boo, and ball chasing.

As a rule, I get along with children and old people so I am actually pretty excited. Except for the boredom for 8 hours a day I think this was a valid lifestyle choice.

Oh, plus. Did I mention the pool? FTW.

< Caillou says, "What up?"