Adventures in Babysitting

While I was babysitting the other night, I came up with a great blog post. I decided to post all the funny, silly, crazy, and sometimes stupid things that happen in the years I have been babysitting. While there is no way I will remember everything, I will add what I do remember (and keep updating it as I remember or as it happens). Below are some of my adventures.

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While I was babysitting last night, my two charges (my cousins, Jordan and Julia, ages 7 and 3 respectively) and I played Go Fish, twice. Here is what happened the second time we played.

Me: Julia, do you have a six?
Julia: Dammit.
Me: Excuse me, what did you say?
Julia looks at me innocently.
Her older brother, Jordan, leans over and says in her ear, "Say no."
Me: Jordan, don't tell her that. Julia, what did you say?
Julia still does not answer.
Me: Julia, I don't want to hear you say that again. Ever. It's not something we say.
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In other babysitting adventures, I was once watching my one and a half year old cousin, Ashley, when the little schmagegge absconded with my cup of orange juice. My cup of juice was in the den, on the side table (in the corner, enclosed by two couches). I left the room for not even a minute, and left Ashley on one of the couches, watching TV (probably her beloved iCarly). When I returned, she was not in there. I walked around the kitchen and dining room calling her name, looking and listening for her. I found nothing. I went back into the dining room, looked toward the living room and I saw her. I approached her, and to my delight chagrin, found her sitting on the floor with my cup of orange juice in her hands, and much of it down the front of her shirt and on the rug. She looked up at me, held up the cup, and grinned widely at me, so proud of herself. (Apparently, she crawled over on the couch to the table and grabbed my cup. How she got it all the way to living room without spilling it I have no idea.) Of course, I had to laugh. And then vowed never to leave anything except kid toys within her reach again.
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I was not babysitting in this next story, but I was at my cousins house, helping them clean before Pesach. Their oldest, Zoe, who is seven, was still up, and was in the kitchen talking to my boyfriend (who came to help) and me. In the course of the conversation, she stated that she has a boyfriend and told us his name. Here is the rest of it:

Me: So, how did you meet?
Zoe: School.
Me: And how's it going between you two?
Zoe: Well, he thinks we broke up, but we didn't, and I'm not going to tell him we didn't.

My boyfriend and I burst out laughing, and I thought "Oh, boy, is she going to be trouble when she's older."
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Those are my stories for now. Like I said, I'll update as I remember or when anything new happens. In the meantime, feel free to share your stories! They don't have to be about babysitting; they can be about your kids, grandkids, nieces and/or nephews, etc., but share! I'd love to hear!