{"id":4455,"date":"2013-02-12T04:00:08","date_gmt":"2013-02-12T09:00:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/?p=4455"},"modified":"2013-02-13T11:35:51","modified_gmt":"2013-02-13T16:35:51","slug":"taking-care-of-boys","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/?p=4455","title":{"rendered":"Taking care of boys"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Recently, I took a trip to visit friends and their little ones. Turtle has this cutie and he is quite the smiley fellow. He was a great sport about me babysitting for short intervals and showing him off at the mall. I&#8217;m smitten.<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4522-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"mini-Turtle\" title=\"mini-Turtle\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-4456\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4522-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4522-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4522.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><br \/>\n<br \/>After some time with Turtle, I headed over to Kimmie&#8217;s house. She has twin boys and I kept E while she took I to the doctor. Now, E is super cute and sweet, but in the way only toddlers can, he has A LOT of energy. I&#8217;ve only met him a few times, so I was really impressed with his ability to roll with the punches and let me entertain him despite my clear amateur status.<br \/>\nThe afternoon went something like this:<br \/>\nI arrive and hang out for a few minutes chatting with Kimmie until it is time for her to leave; I start playing with E and we&#8217;re having a good time with his toys. She quietly tells me where the snacks, sippy cups and shoes are as she sneaks out. Ok, no problem. I&#8217;ve done a lot of babysitting and I have a little brother. This should be a breeze.<br \/>\nE wants to go outside. great. I can handle that. I put his shoes on and we go out to the porch to play for a bit. He seems to realize Kimmie&#8217;s car is gone and indicates its normal location. I suggest we go for a walk and see what we can find. So, I take a little hand in mine and we wander around the driveway where I keep him out of ants by finding the pile with my flip-flopped feet first. I try to interest him in the cool moss that is growing in the shade and the soft clover. He looks at me like he&#8217;s surprised I&#8217;m in charge of him, but is still game. I pick him up so we can walk down the street and I can keep him safe since I don&#8217;t know what kind of dangers lurk here (you know, like dingos).<br \/>\nAt this point I realize that E&#8217;s not a whole lot more tan than I am and Auntie Kate is starting to feel the sun. So, I take us inside where we do a surface glance around for a hat and do not find one. No worries, we can just stay on the porch. He wants a drink of water. sure. I know where the sippy cups are. I pour some water into one and screw the lid on and hand it to him.<\/p>\n<p> He tries to get a drink and pours water down the front of his shirt. I take the cup back and examine it. Maybe I have the straw bit in the wrong position? no. that looks right. I hand it back to him. He pours water down the front of his shirt. ok. hmmm. I take the cup back and unscrew the lid. I help him get a few sips out of the now normal cup so he won&#8217;t die of dehydration, but he clearly wants to handle this himself. I peel his wet shirt off and decide the sippy cup is defective, so I get a different lid and screw it onto the cup and hand it back. more water pouring. This is the point where I almost panic. But, kids can smell fear, so, I take a deep breath and take a minute to assess. Meanwhile, he walks over to the kitchen table and bumps his head against it with a sigh of frustration. Laughter drives any other thoughts away. This kid is priceless!<br \/>\nI decide that since he&#8217;s not going to die of thirst before Kimmie gets back, I&#8217;ll distract him before a second tear joins the sad first one. I explain that he no longer has a shirt on; we should find him a dry shirt. He agrees and we leave the kitchen to hunt one up. I can&#8217;t find a shirt, but enough time has passed that I think he&#8217;s forgotten the water, so we go play in the living room and then swing on the porch. Thus, when Kimmie came home, it was to a shoeless, shirtless, thirsty child. I told her that I might be a little slow on the sippy cup game and she laughs and figures out that I didn&#8217;t put the straw\/valve into the lid. When did sippy cups become so complicated? She gives E water and I kid you not, he throws his hands up in the air as if to say, &#8220;Finally, some water!&#8221; He is my favorite little tornado.<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4536-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"E.\" title=\"E.\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-4457\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4536-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4536-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.metzroth.com\/katie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/IMG_4536.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><br \/>\nHere we are and as you can see, he&#8217;s none the worse for wear and I&#8217;m only a little frayed around the edges.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Recently, I took a trip to visit friends and their little ones. Turtle has this cutie and he is quite the smiley fellow. He was a great sport about me babysitting for short intervals and showing him off at the mall. I&#8217;m smitten. After some time with Turtle, I headed over to Kimmie&#8217;s house. 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