I know, I know: emojis and shorthand are their own languages now...isn't it interesting how the modern equivalent of Egyptian Hieroglyphs are coming back as a real language through texting?
Um. Anyway...conversation as follows (edited only for privacy and incomplete words. I left the punctuation, because it makes me chuckle to imagine the over-enthusiasm).
Me: You didn't show him Alien, did you?
Me: I'm no expert, but showing a 4 year old to explain birth might be bad parenting. Just sayin.
Me: Go with Aliens instead. Better movie all around.
S: Heehee...I said we'd go to the hospital and the doc would help get them out. Then I changed the subject and said 'guess what!!! Grandpa is going to stay with you while we're at the hospital!!!!!'
S: oh good lord Jess, maybe you shouldn't babysit...*
Yeah. I babysit the kids a lot. They're my favorite. I'm pretty sure when the twins come I won't be allowed to touch them at all if Han and Evil are around.
Also, four kids under 5 all in one suburban house?
If you were wondering when the apocalypse starts, I'm pretty sure she's due sometime in March.
*As it turns out, not actually a deterrent from babysitting. Neither is giving the kiddos cherry popsicles so they look like little vampires.