ADVENTURES IN BABYSITTING

It's not often that I'm left with the wonderful opportunity to babysit all 3 monsters by myself, but such was the case last night. How did it go, you ask? You be the judge:Now in my defense, let me give you the whole story.It started off just as your normal evening with 2 babies and a 5 year old. Momo was fixated on a toy, Liam was eating everything in sight, and Sammy was running around, jumping on the furniture, pretending he was a ninja. Everything was going smoothly, that is until I noticed Liam had a huge poop that needed to be changed. Actually, what's bigger than huge? Whatever that word is, that's how big the poop was. The diapers were downstairs so I needed Sammy to keep an eye on the babies for literally 15 seconds while I run downstairs to grab a diaper and run back upstairs. This is how that dialogue went...Me: Hey Sammy, I need you to watch Liam and Momo for a few seconds so I can go grab a diaper.Sammy: I think I need to vomitMe: (Thinking) ShitSo Sammy heads to the bathroom. I survey the surroundings - the stairs are gated off, Momo has her toy, Liam has his food. I judge that they'll be safe for 10-15 seconds while I run and get a diaper. So I run downstairs, grab a diaper and run back upstairs. I think I made it back in under 10 seconds. Well, when I got back upstairs, I found these two just going at the wrapping paper. I didn't even know there was wrapping paper in the room! They were laughing, tearing it up, just overall having a great time. Plus, Liam was in a box and whenever Liam can be in a box, good times are sure to be had.Liam took a quick break from wreaking havoc to...yes...eat.Sammy was okay, the kids were having a great time and I figured...Wrapping paper = $5The look on these kids faces as they rip apart the wrapping paper = PricelessSo, the moral of the story? When I babysit, life turns into a Mastercard commercial.Never ever grow up!-Dru